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The Dance - The Seduction

A final sprits of cologne and touch up the hair

thinking about The Jewel of Persia and what I should wear

As I enter the door I look around to see

If I can find you and if you can see me

So very many people and I see only you

The feelings I'm feeling must certainly be true

I walk straight ahead and ask "...dance? Por favor"

and anticipate the pleasure of what's in store

Our hands together knowingly ...and liking the touch

The rhythm of my heart, my head, salsa and you is much too much

...but our feet move smoothly with a mind of their own

and soon we are lost in that euphoria zone

Your tantalizing body gives me thoughts I dare not speak

but I couldn't resist the impulse as my lips brushed your cheek

Lost in your eyes and that devilish Latin beat

...and yes!... That stolen kiss was "Oh, so sweet!"

So many feelings ...words I want to say

My heart to yours ...please stay- don't fade away

So what I wish to say I say on the floor

and when the music stops I can barely wait for more.

And when the dance is over will I return home alone

or take you in my arms with passion hotter than fire and brimstone?

Written for The Persian Seductress

December 9, 2000

Thanks!!!!

Al Sheppard