The Dance

We dance in the night, you in scarlet sheath,
Bodies swaying, so close I feel your heart
Beat fast and faster, your sweet, fragrant breath
Lingers warm and inviting. Then we start
A slow, passionate rhythm, to the beat
Of distant music drifting on the strand,
There for other lovers. In the fierce heat
Of a tropical night, you press your hand
Into mine, come to me insistent, we're
Face to face, hips to hips, lips gently touch,
Whisper words that only hearts can hear.
The message clear, the urgency too much
To ignore, we fall together and give
In to the primal need for which we live.