Rain Dance
Dare to dance?
Listen to the music of mother nature
The cadence of the rain drops like snares against the window
The thunder provides the baseline as we create the tempo
Your eyes are my maze I'm lost, hoping never to be found
Our fingers interlocked as we dance
The beautiful rhythmic motion
Of your hips swaying like swells in the ocean
Up and down
I'm submerged by your tidal waves of pleasure
As I dive to the peak of your treasure, buried between your thighs deep
Where most couldn't reach
Just the thought will leave you drenched in your sleep
And pulsing
Body weak convulsing in a warm radiant storm of concentrated
Pleasurable bliss from your head thru your feet
He can try to imitate but ole boy ain't got shit on me
Let them niggas talk, I'm at my best when I'm void of speech
I guess the cat got my tongue
Well, let me enjoy this peach
When the juice hits my lips
The downpour with every sip I can taste your soul...
Intoxicate me with your aura because your well runneth over
Lightning strikes like camera flashes of spectators watching us beautifully striving for perfection
Synchronized connection
Two bodies reflecting the light of the lone candle...
Sweat dripping like the wax
The thunder claps
As the snares tap harder
Your soft moans grow louder
As I slip farther in your love trance
And still we dance
Listen to the music of mother nature
The cadence of the rain drops like snares against the window
The thunder provides the baseline as we create the tempo
Your eyes are my maze I'm lost, hoping never to be found
Our fingers interlocked as we dance
The beautiful rhythmic motion
Of your hips swaying like swells in the ocean
Up and down
I'm submerged by your tidal waves of pleasure
As I dive to the peak of your treasure, buried between your thighs deep
Where most couldn't reach
Just the thought will leave you drenched in your sleep
And pulsing
Body weak convulsing in a warm radiant storm of concentrated
Pleasurable bliss from your head thru your feet
He can try to imitate but ole boy ain't got shit on me
Let them niggas talk, I'm at my best when I'm void of speech
I guess the cat got my tongue
Well, let me enjoy this peach
When the juice hits my lips
The downpour with every sip I can taste your soul...
Intoxicate me with your aura because your well runneth over
Lightning strikes like camera flashes of spectators watching us beautifully striving for perfection
Synchronized connection
Two bodies reflecting the light of the lone candle...
Sweat dripping like the wax
The thunder claps
As the snares tap harder
Your soft moans grow louder
As I slip farther in your love trance
And still we dance
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Talley
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