Our first dance was a Tango

by Ole Carsten   Dec 12, 2011


Swirling in closeness,
a dual body floating.
Passions under pressure,
Hard rhythms pulsing.

Sensuality in pure form,
Controlling the uncontrollable
Dressed for sensual emotions,
Dancing in high fashion.

Eyes wide shut,
access to our souls,
Feeling intercourses on the skin,
Hips on hips moves vividly.

Exhausted pose after passion,
willingly relaxed in a joint move.
Slowing down in tenderness
Ending in a long endless kiss.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Ole Carsten

    I am happy you like to tango as well, but I am no expert

  • 12 years ago

    by Odin Ebbesen

    I am into tango and passions

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