Tango

This poem is about sexual attraction one that draws you in like a tango.

The breeze brushed my face
Your mouth's intoxicating embrace
The sun's sizzling kisses on my lips
The scent of you
I close my eyes imaging brush strokes
Rocking me to the silent rhythms of trees
Falling like stray leaves slowly to its peak
A puddle of wetness consumes me
Sensing you there
My eyes fly open
daring me to look across the room
I drink in your light green eyes
as you stare into my dark brown eyes
the crowd parts
we meet in the center
there are no words that need to be said
as you reach for my hand
the music starts
you draw me near 
our bodies touch
now we're ready to tango