The Beat - 1. Poem

To the beat of the music.

Pulse is racing
Im flowing to the beat
Hips are swinging
Surrounded by heat

To the beat of the music

His eyes pulling me to him,
His moist pouting lips
following dark green eyes,
we meet, he takes hold of my hips.

To the beat of the music

Two bodies pressed close,
touching, unbuttoning his shirt
our hands grasp, touching
till the desire almost hurts

To the beat of the music

Chests held close,
our forheads touching,
His hands explore
my body, Clutching!

To the beat of the music

staring deep into his eyes,
my lips ache, for a touch
slowly moving, holding,grabbing
teasing it becomes too much

To the beat of the music

Our eyes lock,
my breathing hitches,
his arm around me,
he... "twitches"

hand on his chest,
as we lock lips
our tongues explore
as he grasps my hips.

To the beat of the music

Our kiss, sensual and firey
fierce and filled with lust
still we dance, we grind
our hips thrust

To the beat of the music

His body so hot under my grasp
his lips are gone, and I have to gasp
the passion gone.... and he smiles
as he turns and walks away..... To the beat of the music