Tango With Me

The count begins, musicians join as one—
in invitation he extends his hand.
Now once again this well-loved dance begun,
in measured steps and dips, their hunger fanned.

Her eyes hold his—a rose in clenched teeth held
starts wilting under lovers' breath combined—
no passion's spark have these two hearts withheld
as through the music's pulse their steps unwind.

The beat grows faster, all surroundings fade,
in structured form they now express much more.
Erotic poses, all is there portrayed,
as lust unbridled moves across the floor—

at last above his conquered prize he bends,
as crashing climax brings this dance its end.