Sway.
Left
then right
caressing
the arms that hold tight.
Sensually, seductively
rocking hips side to side slowly tempting the senses.
Pulling the inhibitions of those select few who see the real you, off the fences
to find themselves lost in your terrible, awful lie
if only to hear your sweet sigh.
They fall to deft hands
teasingly
goading
each
man,
woman
kneading them
through every finger
whilst the passionate kiss lingers
promptly sealing each soul’s intertwining infinite
through the soothingly undulating music, only to crash down insignificant.
This is the true deception of your cruel addiction.
Lighting his fire through the friction.
Sensuous pushing.
Then pulling
into
her
core.
“Come forth,”
he whispers.
Courting, beckoning
her eyes to enchant him again.
Hair flowing, legs pursuing, arms calling, lips luring
until he spirals out of control to bring her into his careful, confused chaos.
