[Swinging hips, red lips, naked breasts, the music begins.]
By audrina
Swinging hips, red lips, naked breasts, the music begins, body sways, thighs quiver, womanhood exposed tauntingly, the mirror weeps. each curve, young, firm, racing thoughts, insecurities, even alone, the dance continues, fingers roam, lapsing, brighter days, a duo of emotions, exhausted, the music fades I just changed this poem a little bit, its old and I took the advice of lovespoon and chopped the lines up, thanks it reads better Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 05:33 AM PST 0 • 18 • 1
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"Swinging hips,..."