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Dance for me this one last time, Tease me naked, sweet pantomime, Slip-slide your dress but stay your shoes, Swing-sway your hips, my gorgeous muse. Wrap round your arms, a prisoner’s chains, Make me confess and make me strain,   Offer, tempt me, tease me, sting, Dance for me and my nomad queen. Twitter tongues, all kiss no tell, Secrets, whispers, rumours swell , Lies ignite, sparks lust to fire, Dance for me til death conspires.
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
Dance
Dance for me this one last time, Tease me naked, sweet pantomime, Slip-slide your dress but stay your shoes, Swing-sway your hips, my gorgeous muse. Wrap round your arms, a prisoner’s chains, Make me confess and make me strain,   Offer, tempt me, tease me, sting, Dance for me and my nomad queen. Twitter tongues, all kiss no tell, Secrets, whispers, rumours swell , Lies ignite, sparks lust to fire, Dance for me til death conspires.
When a woman dances for a man...  the ritual hits some evolutionary signal and the watcher become hypnotized. Try it with the one you love or lust. It's primal, stirring, unforgettable.
hank-helman
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:57 PM UTC
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