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by john rustywire Xmas lights are still up.. put a little slow music on, something mellow and turn...the lights......down low.......call someone and say.......hey, baby.....come over here for a little bit........... when she gets there.....take her coat, and tell her she looks good, it doesn't matter what she is wearing, she looks good, just the way you thought..... the music is slow........the chi lites........take her hand and walk slowly to the middle of the floor.........yes, come on and step this way........this dance is for you. You are my magic........you have come to me and let us dance ever so slowly........and so she comes to you and in the twinkling of an eye.........it is magic.... she is in your arms......and you can smell her hair and feel her against you...........so close......so close you feel each other breathe.......and you move as one slowly across the floor...it is all you ever wanted..... she is here with you............................ is this love......don't know but it feels so gooo......just to dance
here with you..................to heck with the tree......the lights twinkle
in your eyes.............so you dance.........into the night.......................
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