W3 – Dancing

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Slip into my forward glide

Keep me close to your side

Let our bodies sway as one

The music makes us come undone

Touch my cheek, I caress yours

Bodies together like this for hours

Dance with me till dusk turns dawn

All boundaries now withdrawn

Music transforms our inner coil

Bodies flowing smooth, like oil

Moving fluidly, our posture twinned

Nothing between, to each other pinned

Gliding across the polished floor

Is it only a dance or something more?

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W3 Prompt #108: Wea’ve Written Weekly

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