I followed your lead
as tongues danced
to the beat
of the music playing
in sync with
heart’s perfect pitch.
Arms were
tightly woven
around one another
like the satin
draping the edges
of our fantasized stage.
We swayed to
the rhythm
of our own sighs
as hands worked
in unison
across our limber bodies.
This romance
could interpret
the language
only skin understands
while the music
skipped a beat.
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I followed your lead
as tongues danced
to the beat.
La música entró
por nuestros oídos
y llego al corazón.
Breaths echoed in tune
to heart’s perfect pitch,
reverberating against lips.
En este baile prohibido,
cuerpos respondan
al movimento de besos.
We swayed to the rhythm
of our own sighs
like a choreographed tango.
Nuestros labios saben
el ritmo del amor
sin hablar.