Whether we’re lost in a crowded dance floor or swaying under the soft lights of a ballroom, holding you close and seeing that sparkle in your eyes feels like drifting through a dream.

When I feel the warmth of your breath against my skin, your scent wraps around me, and I’m spellbound by your beauty, like I’ve encountered one of Venus’ enchanting daughters.

Then, when you lean in and whisper, "Do you want me, all of me?" I’m overwhelmed with the urge to shout “Yes!” but instead I softly reply, “I want you more than my next breath.”

With a teasing smile, you pull back and say, “Take me home so we can keep this magic alive.”

Once we’re home, the real dance begins—slow and intimate, as our clothes fall away and the night unfolds.