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Feb 2013
Anticipation of tonight sets in
We're dressed to ****,
As the day wears thin,
Your scent intoxicates my senses;
Your body teases me
With ****** pretenses,
As we exit the coupe
I catch a glimpse
Of your glimmering belly hoop,
My blood simmers in my veins
As I take a shot to loosen the reins,
Slowly I cut loose the strings;
No longer caring about earthly things
The beat takes hold of us;
I feel your groove;
All I want to do is see you move,
Move baby; move that body with me
I want to get it on; let everyone see,
As we pulsate with the bass
We hold the spotlight; the pace,
Seamless our bodies to the music
Your body flowing making all the ladies sick,
I feel all those curves against my frame
Half your moves don't have a name,
Our bodies rocking; drenched
We hold everybody's gaze entrenched,
Until the end of this night soon parted
As we head on home to finish what we started...
© okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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