I dreamed a dream of dancing a cool Samba with a beatiful lady and the poem just had to come. With thanks to Entertainoz.com for non commercial use of the picture.
Samba! by M.A.Meddings
I see you now in a Samba mood
Swaying your hips to Marimba rythms
The blood within you throbbing through
Taking my hands in twirling seduction
Pulling me close in eye contact orgy
Closing your eyes for the mood in me
Drawing me close then pushing away
Sensual games with hemiola sway
Laughing you eyes bright sparkle they smile
Then flash for a moment to tease and beguile
My black silken shirt apart to the waste
Dark haired torso revealed just with taste
And the rythm is sensually taking us down
Maybe in a while we will hit town
But I like it here with this middle aged love
And this Samba rythm is sent from above
To simply and beautifully enchant as we dance
And in just a while there might be a chance
To kiss you as I always wanted
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Samba!
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2006-12-26 at 08:29
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