_____ by Amena Johnson

Glimpsing fragmented shadows
of your face as we grind to the beat

Rippling bodies bounce
to the grove

Hypnotized by the way
your body moves

Hips swaying in gentle hands

Asses against warm middles

Breast pushed into arched backs

More more as my body demands
you
to come closer

Don't be shy
this dance is just between
you and I

Music pounding in my chest
girl
you know
this song makes me feel
so wet

To the corner we glide
together our lips collide

As we slide to the floor
to grind to the beat
like never before

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