Monday, May 23, 2005

If You Were Mine

I cannot forget,
The night of drum beats and coloured lights,
Among the crowd of beautiful strangers,
We moved with the rhythm of the party.

Your body close to mine,
My hands along your waist,
As we rocked with the beat,
What a wonderful feeling.

I surrendered myself to the spirit,
I bathed myself among the air of your sweet perfume,
The warmth from your touch,
The whispers between our ears.

I thought to myself, "If only you were mine.."

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