In full dance
Sitting in my designated spot, there's no one else around, I hear the door handle turn, you came in without a sound
You stood in front of me, adorned in my favourite soft Red lace, you gave me a twirl and curtsy, you had a smile across your face
Then the room was filled with music, it was a slow and bluesy beat, you began to slowly sway, this was going to be a treat
The music took you over, it was like you fell into a trance, you and the beat became as one, you began your erotic sexual dance
Hands weaving patterns, swirls and circles big and small, your hips grinding slowly, you were giving me your all
I couldn't take my eyes off you, it was such a erotic dance, I would have give anything to join you, if i had only half the chance
Your body now was making shapes, conjuring pictures in my head, awakening wild desires and my memories that I thought were long gone dead
Memories of younger times when I was well enough to dance, when I could walk, run and play, when I could leap and prance
Hypnotised by your beauty in movement, the soft Red Lace it did enhance, it was such a wonderful gift, to watch my dream girl, flowing in full dance
THE KINKY POET