WORDS by cindy lee loucks (Remove filter)
WALTZ
WALTZ
increase in
my pulse
as we start
to waltz
on me
practised hands
move like
a dance
feel your
fingertips
featherlight on
my lips
and the
bliss
of an artist's
kiss
sway and
thrust
morph into
venus
transfer the
energy
let me take
the lead
feel our
shapes lift
as the music
shifts
sweep me
across the floor
leave me
wanting more
whispers in
my ea...
Tuesday 7th July 2020 12:23 pm
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