The Dance of Young Lovers
Quickstep
Back one
Foxtrot
Asphyxiate your lover
Twirl
Child
In your ethereal fantasy
Savour your bittersweet tempest
One, two, three four
Breathe children
Sycronise your chimerical worlds
With lollipops and candy canes
Lambent rhapsody
Side step
Darling I can not wait
For these precipitant lovers
Let your thoughts
Percolate
Picayune are they
Not
Kiss boy
Euphoria shall scintillate
Your percussing mind
Reminiscent of her
Legs entwined
Throw her backwards
Holding the curvature of her back
Never let her fall
Taste girl
Élan fire caressing loved tongue
Altrusic hands
Soft on skin
Breathe in
Ribs straining against milk pallor
His hands tracing each move
Dance girl
And
Seal it
Child
With that bittersweet kiss
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This is an old poem... I wrote it a few weeks ago, but if failed. so right now, I attempted to stick an end on it. If if sounds weird, just tell me.
