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The beat hits

She’s mine

So supreme , heart essence

Bright serene summertime

Throw it in a circle bet you ill hit it rewind

Keep coming at you til you’re coming on me

She prone, I Supine

For now well settle for some sweat and breathy talk

Move, groove, bump, grind , spin dip

Half spin, grabbed at the hip, head turned

Quiver of her lip

A surprise

Below waist fiend un- earned

Beware of what you do down there

She’s already Dance-mo-tized

I mean hypnotized in this display of dance and talk

Keep it on the dance floor out of the bedroom

Should she enter this fantasy

She will leave….

barely able to walk.