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Something Simple

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All I can think about is watching the sunset with a glass of something sweet.

Then we slow dance our way inside where you let me read your palms and you attempt to read mine. The florescent light from the kitchen bathes us in yellow and we slow dance in our bare feet on the cool tile.

The forever-present weight on my chest finally doesn’t feel so threatening and I can breathe right now with you. Tomorrow can dance before my eyes and I can sigh with a soft comfort in the safety of your arms.

Somehow we make it up the stairs and fall into old dreams still lingering in our sheets. Our fingers intertwine and we lose sense of who is who and all I know is I’m complete.

All I can think about is our love.

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Get Down Tonight

You know, I wish I could dance.

Slow dance; something intimate and romantic. Physical poetry, in my eyes. So I can look at you and you at me, and feel this connection. I want the connection.

High-energy dance; something fun and sexy, gives you something to really want. You see how my hips move? You see how my chest rises and falls with each breath? Yeah, you want this. I want to be wanted.

I want to speak with something other than words and it’s called body language for a reason.

So yeah. I wish I could dance.