Grind
She moved within the confines of a smoke filled room.
The music played and the drinks flowed.
A private dance and her body upon mine.
The eyes played the game and seduction was in full gear.
So close, so tempting lingering upon a kiss then the music faded.
"Care for another dance?"
She asked and with a body like hers how could I say no.
More than the drinks were stiff that night.
Sometimes nothing does exist but the moment.
Live it up.
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