Swaying to the rhythm beneath the stars |
Come and be with me, my sweet, Let the rhythm carry us away. Swirling gently to the beat, Leave formality behind today. My arms encircle your slender waist, Body to body, friction soars Lips touch your neck, for a stolen taste, Blowing wind, teases even more. Hips rise and fall, like ocean waves, Starlight shimmers enlighten your face. How deeply I love all your ways, Locked hopelessly away in your gaze. Theme: Dirty Dancing Words to include: Friction, Formality Word not to include: Dance, music, steps, disco. Additional Criteria: None. |