Love is what we choose

You don’t need to sit down 
 To put on ya slip on shoes
 Hurry up
 We got a lotta dancing to do
 Shmoozing round these streets
 Romancing our dues
 The star lit canvas, is certainly our muse
 We don’t need to sing the heart break blues
 If love is what we choose 
 © 2016 May

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Whirlwind Romance

I loosen my tie
You unbutton my shirt
My breath against your neck
Caressing away your hurt

And our eyes are a blaze
With the fire
Your lips crave

And I bend you
Over the table
Clutching at your hips
As ripples and waves
Convulsions and thunder
Take us away

And I lean over
Nibble round your neck
Whisper your name
As I feel myself tighten up in knots
Before I release all my have nots

Muscles slacken in surprise
As we dance across
This happened chance
Of a little whirlwind

(c) 2016 Jan

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Dance me to the moon

Dancing shadows
And a moon lit sky
Nostalgic for a lost lover
Cradled in my arms once over
Enduring the bliss from which I once recovered

Making the hairs stand on my neck
Engaging in a lust that will leave me a wreck

Tormenting my soul, in ways,
Only I can know

Hazardous lust under rain clouds
Enigmatic kisses behind a foggy shroud

Moonlight flickers behind trees
Omniscient presence watching from above
Only us and our secrets between the light and us
No one need know we painted the night red, in lust.