Sunday, February 1, 2015

Dance With Me All Night




I may groove by myself from a distance
I get a rise, when you hit the floor, for instance
Watch the way you gyrate your hips
I imagine close, like kiss lips
Trying to figure how I can be smooth
in my approach, sweet as a tooth
I take little steps into personal space
If we could just brush our clothing together, face
Touch and embrace in form of a hug
 Hold you dear to me, as we cut a rug
Lost in the moment and perfume
Your sexiness and moves I presume

Of course, I’m on it, you back up that booty
Ain’t gonna hurt nobody, I’m not scared
Yeah, I’m gonna think what it is with us naked
Still in awe, I passed the stage of rejection
Now, you work on me, one hell of an erection
More you dip low, I wanna dip it low
Break a sweat, we grind fast and slow
A different rhythm means a new beat
 I’m doing best, not to stomp your gorgeous feet
It becomes intense, we lock hands and fingers
to the fine tunes of rappers and singers
We go at it, song after song
I desire wee hours to last long

Might get frustrated, if we have to break
Don’t wanna disappear and you’re with another man
He didn’t discover you, a treasure in strobe lights
I wouldn’t stand to see you make his night
I fondle and twirl you, all around, tight
I’m not mad or much the jealous type
Not my girl, but you give me some kinda hype
Upon a time, it was called getting my freak on
After a party, I got mine is what I speak on
No numbers, at least I copped feels
Pretty women in dresses, leggings, jeans, or heels
Halter tops, sight for sore eyes, bodies slammin’
I’m jamming, wish inside of you, I’m jammin’
Nonstop, bounce up and down your breasts to legs
Baby, I only request a dance, don’t have me beg

© 2015, Alphonso Taylor. All rights reserved. No republication of this material in any form or medium is permitted without expressed permission of the author. 




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