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Innocence in rub of hip
seductive smile on half-curled lip
a press, a slide, in dance with you
alone ‘neath woods in evening’s dew
forehead to shoulder, cheek to shirt
a lash’s propensity to innocently flirt
a push and pull of backbone’s curve
a sudden swing, a quickened swerve
I am flung out to bring stepping back
to again heart to heart by pulse’s track
and slide within your dear arm’s fold
to sheltered be while I am old
for dance does not end on moonlight floor
this sway and weave to bedroom’s door
we’ve paced these steps a hundred times
and moved these moves to higher climes.



"Half~curled lip"??? You been in the woods dancin' with Elvis again, my Sister???
Very pretty, my Friend. Seductive swaying & symphonic sounds. Good luck in the contest, Sweetie. Yeahhh, I enjoyed his comment, too.



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