A Moment Passing
Do you remember that night you dressed in red?
Moving and grooving as the bass was pumping in our heads.
You swayed to the rhythm, bodies twisting,
Moving gracefully, still so tastefully persisting.
There were things that night you never knew,
Just how much I wanted you.
I was entranced, watching you dance,
Moved by the circumstances at a glance.
I was waiting for a sign,
The music vibrating, so divine.
You stood so tall; how I longed to touch
Your golden hair—it meant so much.
Feet to foot and head to toe,
Against your brown skin, you set a glow.
There were things you didn't come to know;
Into the night, you were the star of the show.
In my arms, I wanted you badly.
To take you away, I'd do so gladly.
If only a word would encourage your way,
It would have truly made my day.
To dance with you from behind,
Holding you close as we unwind.
The way you moved sent shivers down my spine,
As you danced to the reggae bass line.
My desires ran wild as I sipped my drink,
Squeezing you gently, lost in thought I'd sink.
Matters grew troubling, a tangle in my mind;
All I wanted was for us to unwind.
Then the rain came, and things changed,
You were on your way until another day.
Hoping for another rendezvous,
All I want is to get close to you.
Standing in soaking wet socks,
That festival is a memory that unlocks.
Still, I have nothing to regret,
Only myself can I upset.
The chance I had came and went,
The time I had not wisely spent.
Picture this if you will:
Brilliant colors fell still.
I felt a bit over the hill,
But sexually charged, down my back a chill.
You and I—a two-person club,
Frolicking together in the hot tub,
I give you a sensual back rub,
In this close encounter, we rub-a-dub.
Kissing tenderly as we romance,
Imagine us dancing in a horizontal stance.
Oh, what a day and what a night,
As they say in the olden days, 'You're out of sight! '
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