- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Dance
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She goes to him, her breathe coming quickly in her chest as she offers herself to Him.
She looks at him with a desire, a want, no, a need to dance with Him.
She fights the urge to run as she awaits His answer, will He accept her?
He stands there so sternly, returning her gaze and she is unable to read his face
He can see the fear in her eyes but the potential that they hold
He smiles softly, offering her a token of his acceptance, will she accept Him?
She gives Him a smile and He knows she is ready.
She stands proudly as He places His token around her neck
She is His now.
His hands are steady as He guides her and the dance begins.
He can feel her slowly begin to move with Him.
He has her now.
She moves with him, growing stronger as the dance progresses.
She stumbles a few times and knows she had disappointed him
She hopes he will keep her.
He picks her up, forgiving her, knowing she is sorry
He guides her back into their dance, feeling her grow again.
He knows He will keep her.
She smiles at Him, proud to be His
He smiles at her, proud of what she has become
They come together, hoping the dance never ends.
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