Ancient Dance
Light, a dim soft glow,
Reaches through the night,
Reflecting in eyes that know,
That dance with giddy delight,
A touch, supple and sure,
Caresses the waiting skin,
Sensation real and pure,
To glorious to be sin,
Meeting in sensual embrace,
Inner fires burn and flair,
Moving with ancient grace,
Cries pierce the air,
Magnificent release,
Inevitable end of the start,
One last delicate kiss,
As ancient lovers part.
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