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The Forbidden Dance

The Forbidden Dance

Come with me in the forest

The tall trees will be our secret stage

The cool mists will conceal us

Then we will do The Forbidden Dance

Lambada

Follow my footsteps to ecstasy

Lower me and gently gyrate

Enter me and slowly sway

To and fro

We will float to the moon

Then shoot to the stars

And at last

We reach our final destination

Nirvana

Then we will hold tightly

And whisper the forbidden word

Lambada

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Deborah Evans

Hi larry IĀ love to dance Ā very sexy write for a very sexy danceĀ 
enjoyed my friend Ā  Ā love and hugs Debsxox

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Larry Ran

Hi Debs,

Dancing is a passion of mine too.Ā  My Mother was a professional tap dancer in the 30' and 40's, and I was brought up with music and dancing.Ā  Thanks for your kind words.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Georgina Richardson

A wonderful sensual piece my Larry, well done sweetie. I couldn`t dance to save my life but I love to watch. A superbly well written and well thought out piece.

I love ya kid

G xx

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Larry Ran

Hi dear Georgina,

The journey of a thousand dances, starts with but the first step.Ā  If we ever are lucky enough to meet, I'll have you up and dancing in ten minutes.

Love,

L & L

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