We eat a Buckaroo Banzai Dinner (FIlet Mingon, Lobster, & Shrimp) at the "Shogun Theatre". Did a little Rumba action and dirty dancing to a Blues Band at a club called "Thirsty" not far from the house. I like Blues or Piano Bars maybe some oldie or latin music. I hate country clubs or rock ... But to summarize yes I had a blast.
The rest is up to the imagination ...
The Slow Dance
As the music slows to an easy pace,
she was in his arms, face to face.
He sensed he had passed a pearly gate
as his senses and feet seem to levitate.
Slowly affecting his synchronization,
arousing spirits with serene anticipation
of two hearts tempted in each other's arms,
bemused in paradise as each heart warms.
As the room turns just around them,
not aware of a soul, except she and him,
her electric charisma stole his heart,
a deep, rich warmth, which set her apart.
With an intimate step across the floor,
tenderly, he touched her back, wanting more.
Time is forgotten while embracing cozily
the mere touch of a finger, ever so silkily,
slides from the brow, slowly to the neck,
soft lingering kisses, and an occasional peck.
The seductive touch continues without haste
to the shoulder, the arm, the perfect waist.
The finger turns to a two-palm touch,
continuing to the hips, the thighs, and such,
With the softness of a blossoming red rose,
as dawn approaches, his attraction grows.
Peering intensely into the portals of the soul,
only diurnal seduction can make a heart whole.
(c) 1995 by Gary Swancey from "The Fruitful Years"
Was a great night ...
GB |
