The First and Last Dance
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Date Published: December 31, 2013
I dedicate this to erythrism
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You cold-blooded monster.
Your fake smile infront of the camera.
No, you don't even smile in front of me.
Those sexy full blooded lips of yours.
I wish I could capture it and make it mine. I want you, It makes me crave for more..
That intense stare of your eyes.
How I wanted your attention.
A dark aura surrounding you.
The unique personality no one will understand.
I love everything about you.
The cold-blooded monster can dance.
He's talented.
He dances with passion.
He, unknowingly, attracts many as he steps above the stage.
He gives in. He knows his place.
He can reach fame without doing anything else but to dance.
No one can steal that.
Nothing can steal that inner beauty of yours.
That's the talent between your legs.
Those moving hips.
Clustered chest.
Waving arms.
Grasping for air.
And a cheerful and noisy crowd.
Him...
I want to be his first and last dance.
BINABASA MO ANG
The First And Last Dance
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