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Stranger Dance
Would I be wrong
For wanting to sing you a song
Through muffled vocal chords
Purely to say I belong.
Would I be fought
For breathing my thoughts
Into that stomach space
Above where your pant buttons lock?
An area of skin that I sought
To indulge all my stanzas within?
Or would you dissmiss this
Idea to cloud you with bookshelf kisses?
To fill you with pages of ecstasy pure
And stories of all of our wishes.
No... no... I think you'd stay right there
And let me catch your somber stare
From next to the photo frame
That paints all your body and soul
So bare and picturesque.
Come with me now, and leave from your stance.
Dance with me under the broken fan
And spin all our thoughts with our hands in the air
Making the motionless blades circulate
Every time that you swing back your hair.
And hold all your body to mine.
I swear we can make it this time
To the fantasies we thought we never would find.
And dance with me, stranger.
You've known me so well that my lips sweat with sexiest danger.
Dance with me, friend.
Our passion tonight has a limitless end.
And checkered floors only serve as a placemat for all of your hair strands.
Tossed about in wicked fashion
While our minds unfasten.
And our hands explore in curious passion.
Body and Soul like the rockets that crash and
Subside into space...
Dance with me, stranger
Show me the things I can taste...
