the sense of release
watching you dance
pressing on air
through your head and your hands
the curve and the glide
the spin and the stride
the beat and the wave
the spring and the ride
escaping the earth
your measure of space
shooting through air
the sensual drift
the bait of your body
the dance of your lips
you're driving me on
so perverse
it's more than a game
it's a release
watching you dance
i want to...
dick witts