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and this dance<br>
you bring<br>
beckoning me<br>dazzling me<br>charming me!<br><br>do i have liberty<br>to deem it as i see<br>the motives of your mazy motions?<br><br>and what if...?<br>what if<br>this dance you dance around me<br>is only a trap you bring to ensnare me<br>enslave me...<br>make me bow at the snap of your fingers<br>before your temple!<br>poor soul me<br>you scare me!<br><br>OR<br>do I take it without<br>question<br>i’m just such a master drummer<br>so much so<br>i drum you beats<br>caressing the pulse of your soul<br>unleashing the flow of rhythm in you<br>with such dexterity at my finger tips<br>you canNOT resist!<br><br>so you come!<br>you come rolling your eyes at me<br>staring me a dewy-morning gaze<br>from the corner of your eyes<br><br>and so you come!<br><br>you come with the call of your glossy-lips<br>teasing me<br>seducing me<br>and leaving me<br>and leaving me<br>HOLY<br>with the lingering wriggle<br>of your hips<br>you!<br>you sex me!