The harmony, the melody
the sound in your hips.
I can't focus on the rhythm,
I'm too focused on your lips.
Smooth and sweet
provocative yet poetic.
Your heart mixes with my beat,
Is this real or just theoretic?
Weaving our bodies,
justified in a trance.
Please, let's not tease,
the friction of this dance.
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