"Isn’t it supposed to be like this? The glory of first love, and all that. It’s incredible, isn’t it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in the pictures, and experiencing it?" [Edward Cullen, Twilight, Chapter 14, p.302]

September 10, 2011

SWAY


SWAY

Grab my hands, let's sway with this dance.
Feel the jazz of my caress.
Let me nestle my cheeks on top of your head.
Like a wild rose, your jet black hair smell desire.
Up my hands travelled from your waist.
Let me pull those strap down your milky shoulder.
One by one, drop that mini-black-dress on the wooden floor.
Strum the guitar, in this heavy metallic buzz.
Let me spell to you the lyrics of this song—
Aha! Look deep into my candid eyes.
Ablaze. Baby, all I want is to hear you scream!
Beneath those heavy fluttering lashes,
I can see the mutual sentiments.
Let this unstoppable rhythm guide you.
Take my hands, sway…



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