When I start dancing,

I can't stop fantasizing,

Of the guy in the light,

Who is dancing tonight,

I came here to dance, just to have fun, and I found you. You look so fine, dancing in that light. I can't stop thinking about you, your short blonde hair, your eyes- steel-blue, and your smile…your body…

He is setting the beat,

I can't keep my seat,

I'm in for a treat,

When he turns up the heat,

You glance my way, and just by chance, our eyes meet. I can't look away. Neither can you.

Sees me dancing on the floor,

Can't stand it any more,

Comes and grinds till I'm sore,

Sends my thoughts to the fore,

I can feel your eyes watching me, watching the way I move. I can tell you like the way I chose my hip flicks, and move my chest in time to the music. I turn to face you with my arms held out, beckoning to you, a devilish grin on my face, a certain glint in my eyes. I can tell you can't take it any more. You push your way through the crowd, followed by that light, and I grab a hold of you, in a Tango grip. Feel this passion!

This is a feeling I can't ignore,

Here nothing's a bore,

Dancing on the sea shore,

He leaves me wanting more,

We stare into each other's eyes hungrily, moving together as one. You grip my hips so tight; I keep my hold on you as I lean over backwards, to make my presence known. I press myself against you, feeling every inch of you, showing you every inch of me when I come back up. I put your head next to mine, and go back down again, pulling you over with me. I can grin into the blank space above me. I can feel you. You can feel me.

I can feel you holding me securely as we dance in the sand, hearing the waves crash over the silent music from last night. The mild morning breeze whispers, and places tender kisses on our bare skin as we sway to the quiet memory music from last night. We can feel the sun rise on our sides as we sway, you placing tingling, passionate kisses onto my neck, my hands caressing- gently smoothing the silky skin on your bare back as we sink down to the blanket on the sand again, pulling the covers over us once more.

The heat of this passion,

Surely no better fashion,

Making me feel loved tonight,

Letting this pass with no fight,

For as love comes and goes, you rocked my world the night before. For if we're lucky, the passion that this dancing inspired will keep us together, but I know, that as love comes and goes…when push comes to shove, it was never made to last. Though for passion in passion's name, stay in my arms forevermore!

For I know that this love,

When push turns to shove,

Was never made to last,

Just let this memory past,

I thank you, for loving me tonight, for dancing with me last night. For though we will slowly fade away from each other, this night's fill of passion will forever stay with us as a memory to stay alive. Burning forevermore.

When I start dancing,

I can't stop fantasizing,

Of the guy in the light,

Who is dancing tonight.

Thank you Reid,

Annete