Eyes bewitched by a heart lost

She beckons me with gentle insinuations of a delicate curve here,
                                                           ­                                         
                                                                ­                                a supple one there


A smile that whispers a promise of tender affections,
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                                       ­                      a grace that captivates the imagination

The empty cavity beats like a metal detector 

warmer…faster…louder…
as I make timid steps one in front of the other

warmer…faster…louder… 

until the rhythmic tension forces action.

Part lips and utter broken glass over muddled first impressions
………………  
Another clumsy step on the dance floor of my love story