Let me dance
my danger
where your dark
has no key
slithering into
the thrill corner
of your senses
pushing you over
the edge
into the abyss
of free falling desires
opening a world
for you
where I dare
only hold the hand
of a few
©MidwestFantasy
Originally written and posted 05/09/2017 on Midwest Fantasy Writes
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Ooher!! 😉🌒good evenings read.
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Beautifully sensual poetry.
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Thank you very much for reading!
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Oooh – I like it!
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Thanks hun.
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Oh, so intensely sensual and emotional! You make me wonder if your mind makes a sauna seem cool? LOL! Bravo!!!
xoxo
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Ha that’s funny Chuck. Many thanks!
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Was that a Yes?
xoxo
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Of course it’s a yes. My mind is always steaming.
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Ah you’ve heard about my dancing – very dangerous (for anyone in the vicinity) indeed! Great post as always Beth.
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Thank you sweet Eric.
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Steaminess is always the best form of shower. Open up the pores and get cleansed! ;p
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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