Slow dancing in the '60s was sweet.
The music was exquisitely lovely.
As were the sisters too.
They had us brothers grinning, yet wondering what to do.
Though we were cool on the outside, clean as we could be;
Inwardly we were trembling amid such beautiful majesty.
The musical prelude would activate the enzymes of primal man,
Which found him embracing a woman, soon as the lyrics began.
It might be Curtis' Impressions, Smokey's Miracles or the Tempts.
But, by the time 3 minutes were over,
The men were weak as wimps!
Monday, August 15, 2016
SLOW DANCING IN THE 60S
Slow dancing in the '60s was sweet.
The music was exquisitely lovely.
As were the sisters too.
They had us brothers grinning, yet wondering what to do.
Though we were cool on the outside, clean as we could be;
Inwardly we were trembling amid such beautiful majesty.
The musical prelude would activate the enzymes of primal man,
Which found him embracing a woman, soon as the lyrics began.
It might be Curtis' Impressions, Smokey's Miracles or the Tempts.
But, by the time 3 minutes were over,
The men were weak as wimps!
