Now Thats What I Call A Fucking Show

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no easy words come, but i’ll try…

lay back as the buzz in the room cools
vibrations off walls from a guitars drool
step over step in time with the tune
towards a fool on a wooden stool
devils water pours, over knees
cascading down her leg
curls like a river bank making a turn
over toes, soft round pepples
dipping onto a tongue, spilling over the lips
dripping off the chin
trying to keep the heat in his pants from catching fire
all it does, is drives up desire
sucking the final drops
from the biggie to the little pinky
finishes off with a wiggle
right after taking a swiggle
spitting it out
like a fountain, down his throat

A➰

please watch the video below. this turned me on like theres no tomorrow. i would pay for this. does that make me weird? who cares😜
oh and you have to watch till the end, final line of scene

Now That’s What I Call A Fucking Show ~ a scene; From Dusk Till Dawn

Samba ~ a duet

  
Her approach, fills his eyes wide
A glowing beauty, dolled up to dance
His heart beats, to the sound of music
He feels the shimmie shake
As she steps, she takes, his breath

Extending his hand, she holds with a promise

This girl, is going to twirl, your head around
Twist and shake, bring you to the ground
Red lips inviting,
Those killer curves move
Smooth steps, in the stride of her heels

Boy, you best bring your moves tonight

Shoes are shined, pants pressed, even wearing a vest
Holding her hand, he leads her in a whirl
So all can see, this ravashing beauty
Legs like a gazelle, sleek and smooth
Watch the glide into his arms, as he embraces her

Square they stand, on the down beat they start

Raising her hips, to meet his chest
He tightens his grip
Around her waist, pulling her near
Then rotating her back
In loose steps, their bodies incite

Fan the flames, the heat intensifies

The orchestra fuels the vibe to drive
A seductive samba, that glitters
To the spin of a spinning mirror ball
As it caresses every move they make
Followed by the judges eyes in wake

The sultry sway, romancing the way

Their skin, licked with the salsa beats
Pounding hearts, to the bang of the drum
Her lipstick mouth and his slicked back hair
Their bodies mesh, slip and spin
Slide, in tangled limbs

She leans in with a whisper against his ear

As they hold the final step in a freeze
The music stops as applause erupts
The smile on his face, brighter than snow
But his heart has been chilled by words said
The sparkle in his eyes enhanced by tears

He wished that the music never ended

In silence,
Shadows dance, in seamless twine,
Two perfect strangers, transcended as one,
A brief affair, lost in the night,
Dancing in the moment, a moment in time.

a duet ~ written by JenniferCalvert and AntonyRos

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I have had the pleasure of writing with Jennifer over at INK AND QUILL many times and with each new, it gets better and better. im sure you all know her, so please make your way over and say hello. She has one kickass blog. Want a ride? hitch yourself to Ink and Quill.

Jennifer, thank you again for the honour of this dance πŸ™β€οΈ

It Would Be You


Tiny dancer with graceful moves
Silhouette of a pirouette grooves
Twirls the floor floating
Her beauty flowing
Smooth sensuous glide
Muscled limbs that slide
A pause to tease
A look to please
Dance of the seven veils
Enticing in soft gales
Her scent spins the room
Drawing potted flowers in bloom
Her coffee bean skin gleams
Her dark hazel eyes create dreams
Inch by inch a step forward
A private dance offered
If dreams could come true
It would be you

Ax

le chat noir iii/v

  

“Danse et danse
La nuit se fait longue
Tu ne me fais pas rire
Mais reste mΓͺme si tu souffles les soupirs
Tu parles de trop prΠΈs
Je cherche la paix
Et ce bar de velours me crie que je te hais

Tu this que “I’m your only one”
C’est Γ§a, prends-moi pour une cone”

It all comes to an end
It’s slow sensuous ride
That fills hearts desire
Dance and dance
Twirl around and feel
The wind blowing against your face
Holding hands, stretching out as if to fly
Roller coaster dips and dives
Let that heart fucking beat
Ride it out to burn up the streets
It all comes to an end
Life will surely fucking die
Listen to the music
Feel the poem from everything you see
Taste and Touch
Cumming, there’s never too much
It all comes to an end

Ax

Opening lyrics Danse et Danse by Coeur de Pirate