I’d love to slow dance with you, feel your hands on my waist, your eyes staring back at mine, our bodies moving and grooving to the beat.  I’d love to rest my head on your shoulders, let the music stream through my soul as I listen to you sing to me so affectionately.  I’d love for our lips to meet and create magic, the rain outside falling relentlessly on the pavement, the cars honking their horns irrepressibly, the lovers around us dancing to the slow jams that spin our limbs around in wondrous degrees.  I’d love to hear your sensual whispers inside my ears, let my mind compose the most revealing thoughts on the pages of my secret diary, let the overflowing rhythm unite my consciousness with my subconsciousness, let my flesh surrender to your flesh, become intoxicated by it all.  I’d love for the night to go on this way, to never stop dancing, just embracing the feel of you forever.