hopelessromantic blog 3

i want to dance with you slowly
taking each others clothes off as we go
soon my skirt has been slipped from my hips
your shirt has been unbottoned and it is pulled open
my hands wander your chest as we continue our dance
our mouths meet in a deep, slow kiss
tongues and lips meeting as if they have been seperated for far too long
and they have
your shirt is off and your shorts are clinging to one ankle
my shirt is hanging from my neck as you kiss along my shoulder
our slow seductive dance that takes us eventually to the bed