Just Dance
Maybe it was the drinks
The heat of the moment.
Maybe it was the beat,
the rhythm of her body responding in circular motions
in and out
all in perfect timing with mine
The music sent out vibes that took control of our thoughts
and guided our hips
my locs hung low
covering my eyes from the tempting curve of her lips
Sweet…
Her body scent drifted back
as I tried hard not to bury my face within her neck and become lost
Control quickly began to slip as the night went on and her body…
Continued that slow grind against mine.
I wanted to just be honest and say
“Now excuse me ma, I’m not trying to disrespect you or be rude
but if you swing that thang on me one more time, ain’t no telling what i might do.”
I just wanted to wrap my hands around her waist
get lost in her scent
ride with her motions
and allow her rhythm to take us wherever she wanted to.
But I couldn’t.
So I didn’t
I only danced on the edge of what was and wasn’t crossing the line
but next time I may not be able to stop myself.
