A sensual dance floor
A sensual dance floor
he takes over me,
is the music from the disco,
that makes me shake my body.
The coloured lights are shining on my exterior,
the place becomes part of my world,
I move my waist and my arms,
without pretending to be the best.
I see you a few meters from my fun,
a beautiful lady at the corner of the bar,
provokes an inner thirst,
and two drinks I'll toast.
Sensual woman in a short dress,
that's my first impression,
followed for a sensual smile,
and a body that to the dance floor ended.
My hands on your waist,
yours on my shoulders,
the music at full volume,
and the frenzy of the great sensation.
I feel fire inside me,
maybe it was the alcohol,
between drinks and your dancing,
it looks like I'm gonna go up in flames tonight.
I try to kiss your lips,
but you run away from me,
you hold on to my neck,
and you bow sensually before me.
That night I did not let you go,
the dance floor was over,
but we had something else to do,
that only one bed knew what it was going to be.
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