I love the way you make me feel.
You smoothly glide in rhythmic time.
It's like you are a part of me.
I'm claiming you as mine.
The beat, it changes quickly.
You do not care at all.
You simply do as you are told.
I tell you not to fall.
You make my breath come quickly.
You cause my brow to glisten.
I can hear the gentle slapping,
when I take the time to listen.
You encircle my waist firmly.
It's only you and I.
I love you hoopilicious.
I love you more than pie.
Nov 20, 2009
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