When I dance with her


Locked gaze of hungry eyes
a fleeting touch of her body
Sudden twists and turns
Swirls, which are so naughty

Emotions flowing in locked steps
Driving both the souls in unison
Tapping feet makes the melody
When I’m with her

Music stirs our souls
Beats makes the heart move
Clapping to the ever-changing melody
Body does the groove

That syncopated feeling
when the world is moving in unison
Nothing compares to that ecstasy
When I am with her

The bare touch of her fingertips
electrifies me
Gliding and flowing of her body
Stirs the tides inside me

You can feel the passion
You can taste the love in the air
Passion has a new meaning
When I dance with her.

Picture Credit Google.com
This poem is in response to daily prompt Interest

31 thoughts on “When I dance with her

      1. and that looks like a rumba or something … the type of dancing that I say looks ‘like sex with their clothes on’ and that’s just how your poem sounds .. so very well betrayed. Hope your hubby enjoys it too?

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      1. You are welcome! I am in the process of digging out all my poetry. I have a few thousand poems lying around in different places – some still left on napkins as I wrote them in restaurants 🙂

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