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Click hereAnd when she danced,
It was like a petal in the wind,
Her hands joined with and invisible twin;
And when she danced,
It was like moonlight on a lake,
Her body's waves for my pleasure's sake;
And when she danced,
It was like flirting fire kissing the sky,
blazing away my random sigh.
I chained myself to her rhythmic beat,
Then, I sensually bound her hands and feet,
I lost myself in the valleys of her skin,
She used lustful chains to make me sin,
I was her master, she was my mistress,
We were both subordinate to the other's erotic weakness.
And when we danced,
Blood flowed into the other's heart,
We were victims of our sensuality from the start;
And when we danced,
She clawed her name into my grave,
I surrendered -- she would be my slave;
And when we danced,
Our nameless passions bled into the night,
And for the briefest, ecstatic instant, all would be right.