Take a chance, what can it hurt?
Ask me to dance, but don't be curt.
Smile with your eyes, and not with your mouth.
The lips slip lies, and eyes can't pout.
Hands placed here, behind my shoulder.
Now this proximity wills us bolder.
Sculpt the music with our sway.
Let our hips guide the way.
Side to side, up and down,
It's in the breathing we feel it now.
A quickened heart with one lucky glance,
A single moment in one slow dance
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