weak spot

you found my weakness
as my body slowed to the music on the dance floor
swaying hips with a rhythm written in lust
you kept spinning me around and around and around
just like he did when we first met three years ago
catching glimpses of me amid the shadows and night glow
pulling me in close to you and whispering softly in my ear
in a way that makes words matter less but the proximity between us
~ well now that's what you do best ~
butterfly infested smiles with or without the liquid relaxer
i find myself wanting you almost as much as you think you want me
and that's a lot
i twirled and twirled and played the game
winner on top till you found my weak spot
your touch was filled with a slightly aggressive need
that overthrew my own passive-agressive tendencies
and made me want to explore and find out more about you
working my way down from the outside to in
leaving a trail of faint perfume and smiles that come easy
at this time of night
i wanted to forget the vulnerability i sometimes feel
and be lost in the wrong-right night and its dangerous appeal

i can still feel your touch on my often forgotten neck
and trace the blueprints your fingertips left