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You hold my hips

and guide me

through this

forbidden dance.



We rhythmically sway

to the melody of love~

sighs escaping to

the beat of our steps.



Back and forth

and side to side,

we gyrate to

the groans of rapture.  



These sounds

of sensuality  

fill the air

and our bodies.



Faster and faster,

our pace quickened

and our pleasure

is heightened.



Our final dance move  

draws near as

we are transported

to ecstasy.