Holding hands, sashaying together, not thinking much,
just enjoying the close comfortable feelings of love
while holding one another closely.
Hearts murmuring sweet little nothings in a morse code
of tempos in music, pulsating desires and passion build-
ing within fires of elation.
Challenging couples to continue to dance while their minds,
feelings and passion are reaching a feverish pattern want-
ing to be quenched right this very minute.
Having to continue dancing instead, because the music is
still playing uninterrupted, a steady beating within now
looking for release.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed reading your poem RoseAnn. I like the first line, " not thinking much, just enjoying the close, comfortable feelings of love while holding one another closely" Btw, I had trouble finding this poem till I noticed the double i's in the title.