times stands still when the eyes of a,
stranger locks with yours,
heart skips a beat,
palm to palm,
moves you makes towards each other,
slowly and tenderly,
the quickstep the tango,
dances that reqire body to body,
contact
passion hits and takes over,
as the heat of love,
moves into the space in your heart,
love making,
soft and caring,
from a man to a woman,
can be a wounderful dream,
if only they come true
Sharron Stephenson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heart-that-dances/
