Rhythm of Dance

Your body moves, a song in motion,
Each step a rhythm, a whispered devotion.
At fifty, you carry youth in your frame,
Graceful and lithe, like a timeless flame.

Your slender curves, so soft, so fine,
A dancer’s strength, perfectly aligned.
Those small, delicate breasts, a perfect art,
Each subtle shape steals away my heart.

In the sway of your hips, the music begins,
I watch in awe as desire slowly spins.
You pull me close, our bodies entwined,
In that moment, we’re lost, undefined.

Together we dance, a silent embrace,
Your skin, your breath, sets the pace.
Hands trace the delicate curve of your spine,
Slowly undressing, like the fall of time.

Clothing slips away, one by one,
Under the moon, our passion has begun.
A caress here, a kiss there,
Every touch, slow, beyond compare.

I feel your heartbeat beneath my hand,
As I trace your chest, like waves on sand.
Fingers linger on your delicate breast,
Softly, gently, as you lean into my chest.

My thumb grazes your nipple, a tender touch,
It hardens beneath, and you shiver so much.
I circle, I tease, as our breaths align,
This moment is yours, and you’re wholly mine.

I move lower, your body yields,
Each sigh from your lips, each pleasure it seals.
My kisses travel, slow and light,
Down to your navel, where desire ignites.

My mouth explores, your skin beneath,
Tracing your stomach with a lover’s belief.
Then lower still, between your thighs,
I feel the tension rise in your eyes.

With tender lips, I savor your heat,
A soft kiss, slow, where our passions meet.
My tongue, a dance, tracing in time,
Teasing your clit with a touch so fine.

I lick, I suck, drawing you near,
Your body trembles, you pull me here.
Each soft stroke makes you sigh,
As I take you higher, where pleasure flies.

But then your hands, with a lover’s grace,
Caress me softly, in this sacred space.
You find my length, firm in your hold,
A touch so warm, so daring, so bold.

Your fingers wrap around, a gentle caress,
Stroking me slowly, your soft tenderness.
You bring me closer, make me hard,
Perfect to enter, perfect to start.

Your eyes lock with mine, desire so clear,
You guide me to where we both disappear.
I press inside, so slow, so deep,
Each thrust a promise, each breath we keep.

Your moans fill the air, soft and sweet,
As I move within, in rhythm, in beat.
I strike deeper, the tension grows,
With every motion, our passion flows.

You pull me close, our bodies collide,
In this moment, there’s nothing to hide.
Every inch, every stroke, every sigh,
Takes us higher, beyond the sky.

Together we dance, our bodies in tune,
In the soft light of the glowing moon.
Each thrust, each breath, each whispered moan,
Brings us closer to the place we call home.

The night is our music, our bodies the song,
Slow and wild, where we both belong.
With every touch, every whisper, every kiss,
We create a symphony of endless bliss