Dance Forbidden

Here we are
caught in the storm
Your jacket's thin
It's hard to keep warm
The wind whips it open
I'm about to close it
but then I think twice
Your long hair falling in your eyes
& your dress sticking to your skin
looks pretty nice
& makes me realize
that Passion is calling
I want to rip off that dress
to get to that pink, lacy bra
I want to cup my hands 'round your ass
I'm feeling primal, feeling raw
You must have seen it
that crazy look flashing in my eyes
Because you meshed your lips with mine
& pressed me closer
Oh, when your flesh touched mine
What did you find
Nothing could be hidden
My clothes clung tightly
revealing me drowning with desire
Moving quickly
my zipper came down
& my throbbing member came out
You wrapped your legs around my body
& we kept warm in our fire
No doubt we were doing the Dance Forbidden
a Dance in which nothing is hidden
a Dance we had done when we were young
Even the rain could not extinguish
what had started with a kiss of our tongues.