We are feral cats that have gone insane
doing the lindy pop on the dance floor.
We are prating and prancing against the grain
You spin as the crowd is yelling for more
Swing in and out then back to my arms
I’ll purr and pet your with my charm.
Our hips swiveling as our tails wag
We’re keeping with the beat and dare not lag.
You sway and you swing to the rhythmic tune
Smiling you invite me into your arms.
What I’m thinking could embarrass the moon
As I am rapturous to all your charms.
You and I will dance deeper than the night
In sensual longing to sully the stars.
In wild whirlwinds we will hold tight
adding the red bluster to planet Mars.
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