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the evening is ending

the moon is high

the music plays soft

the lights are low

we are alone

these are the times

I’ve missed with you

“Dance with me,” you ask

Palm in palm we rise

my hands clasped your waist

yours around my neck

we moved slow and in unison

hips sway.

slowly eyes meet

bodies move in closer

our lips lock

tongues tease

buttons begin to be undone

a trail to bed we dance

neck kisses we share

As we continue to dance in unison

throughout the night

©Copyright 2013 by June Bolland.
All rights reserved.

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