Passions Desires Of Aleja The Poet By Aleja Bennett

As We Dance

The music softly plays

our eyes meet like the sun's rays

You place your hands gently

around my waist as we dance.

Our moves are together

In place.

I touch your face

You in turn touch mine

we form a soul train line

then we come back as one.

Before the night is done

The musician plays one more tune,

Our favorite slow jam.

While we're hand in hand

Full of the music's romance

we gaze into each other's eyes

as we slow dance.

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