A DJ beats in my chest

as I see you on the dance floor:

Zapita, my heart sings, zapita, zapita!

My movements, deliberate, dancing

closer to you in a slit red dress, your ass

rolling to the rhythm of life blood.

You dance the moment,

make me wet and catch my breath

at the sight of your nipples, stiff and hot.

I glide across the floor, slowly you come to me

a woman in heat, I let my finger tips trace your ass.

Oh....I want you …and bump my hip on yours.

You look in my eyes, and feel their heat.

With a smile you grind your tight ass on mine.

My moan unheard among the thrashing throng.

Sweet surrender, your leg between mine,

your thigh pressed to my quickened cunt.

We kiss, I moan and taste your sweet tongue.

My hands cup your breasts and I dance to the rhythm

of your heart beat. Oh, I want you, all alone,

my urgent tongue parting your wet velvet lips.

I imagine the pleasure that will flit across your face,

as you whimper and squeeze my breasts in your hands.

So dance me outside, love, let us find a bed of fire and stars.