The dance of love

by amy   Dec 11, 2005


I walk towards the dance floor
wanting a little more
a little more of tease
alot less ease
of your bodyily touch against mine

i walk towards the dance floor
wanting a little more
a little more of this
and a little more bliss
of being caught up all in you

the glowing of your face
sets my heart to its own little race
the glowing of your smile
i want to see more then a while
the beating of your heart
i hope will never apart
the sounding of your voice
im in love without a choice

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