Dance While Play
To dance in sweet motion
To bathe hers a visual lotion
Oh to be the sense of touch
Oh to know your love might feel as much.
We do imagine the beauty of release
In sweet privacy we might explore a peace
I am in the throes of wanting you
I would if could dance with you
In the moment sweep soft tease fingertips
They will indeed follow through, find – lips
Oh to sense the pleasure riles her passion
Free mind reach, touch center, sensation.