Dance
Partner, playmate, provocateur
I forget the power you hold
Transform this sullen sleep-walker
Into giddy, grande, and bold
Whether all alone and careless
Letting go and moving free
Or intricate instruction meant
To mold each tiny turn of me
You bring me living lessons
Self acceptance, courage, trust
If only I would not deny you
Save sacred space in me, for us
— by me, April Resnick
Paintings are dancing… by ribhu on deviantart.com
sometimesihatemycat 
This is exquisite. Beautifully crafted and gently erotic…
Or is that just me?
Nope not just you, meant to be fun and provocative…like dancing. 🙂
Smiles. I thought I was beginning to see sensuality in innocent things.