I see her face
Wondering about every detail
So sweet yet seductive
My heart beat is overly Productive
No reason behind it
Feeling the internal dance
Lights accent the floor
Cool surface in which people dance
Passion in everyone’s soul
Then I take her hand
And it be face to face
Such a smile
Her dark eyes glean of beauty
The live band makes emotion sing
Each movement so Beautiful
For all I see is her
Forgetting those around
A white dress hugs her body
Slowly I want to get closer
But restraint I must practice
For no be her answer
Okay this be
For I saw past that beautiful face
Ignoring her curves and purest of physical
Perfection
For past all physicality
She revealed her emotionality
While accenting the internal musicality
That be her beauty
Slowly I retreat from the plane of want
Looking at what I saw in her face
I must take pride
For I danced
With the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen
And can’t have
About the Creator
James Fuentes
Young individual who studies anthropology at SUNY Brockport with a voice that hopes to change the world through the two oldest aspect of civilization in which be communication and emotion.
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