An arching back and parted lips
a dancers moves of lust and limb
we take a limber turn about this well sprung stage

Your eyes draw me in your form holds me still
of rounded hip and slender leg a fullness of your breast
and smooth expanse of your stomach as you stretch

An un-shy and darting tongue hot hands clutch my arms
we wrap around each other whispered sighs
a delirious rhythm of our own