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Throbbing Rhythm
by Southern Comfort → (All Poetry by Southern Comfort)
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The music caresses my body like a lover's hands and I sway freely to the rhythmic beat.

I feel the hot licks of the guitar, throb in me,
I feel the drum beats in my heart, setting my sexuality free.
The throbbing rhythm caresses my body,
Making my breasts jiggle and my hips behave naughty!
I put my arms above my head and become one with the melody,
My body has it's own mind, setting my sexuality free.
I dance to tempt my lover's arms, to feel his body next to mine,
To feel his arms encircle me and his pelvis grinding into my behind.
To feel his hands capture my bouncing breasts,
To have them explore and caress!
The music captures my mind, putting me into a trance,
My hot desire is expressed in my freedom's dance.
My body sways and gyrates,
I simulate the sensuous movements used to mate.
When my lover can't take the sexual temptation anymore,
He growls and drags me from the dance floor!


 

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 Reviews of "Throbbing Rhythm"
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on June 19, 2007
Great write and song....
Hugs....

Reviewed by Lydia Shutter (Reader)
Reviewed on June 18, 2007
The vertical bop turning into the horizontal bop....gotta love it! PattiAnn, this is provocative and enticing. Great stuff. Lydi**

Reviewed on June 18, 2007
Ahhhhhhh...SC. Love this!
Sounds like my guitar erotica!
I feel the rhythm~!
A Keeper of gem, I feel like this when Paul plays
NO Doubt about it!
Strum another for the Southern Gal!
Warmly, WArrior Lady Sheeeoox
BE SAFE!
STay POsitive!

Reviewed by Dale Clark
Reviewed on June 18, 2007
Throbbing Rhythm & A Growling Guitar...;)
You cover all bases and never tire, dear.
You're one amazing lady!


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