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We Dance

We Dance

A Poem by Pennylane
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A poem about the daily 'dances' we do in our marriage

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We Dance
I'm tapping and typing, 
fingers floating at the computer 
and you show up behind me,
slipping
your hands over my shoulders
down to the swell of my breasts
and I move forward, annoyed
but aroused, away from your hands.
At dinner, you're cooking, 
and steaming up the place.
I come and I slip 
my hands to your hips
I hold them there, 
your back is my pillow
and I rest, away from 
the chaos that was the day.
At night, you'll hold out your arm
and I'll get inside
your embrace
Roll up your arm around me
like a sleeping dance move
And then you'll complete the twirl,
raise up, and I am under you.
You will slip inside me 
and, arm around me, 
hold me there 
while I arch my back and we dance 
till the end of the song.

© 2010 Pennylane


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Sweet and passionate. I like the way you use the dance as a symbolism for something else. I find it effective and creative. It sure does reflect the sweet tendencies of a married life.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 9 Years Ago



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