Bodies inspired.

Not enough, wanting more.
A crime is inspiration denied.
Solace on the dance floor.
as two strangers intwined.
Although they've never met,
still a night that they will find,
a night they won't soon forget.
Their bodies move as music plays,
they jive with each step.
As their hips displays,
the fire locked within.
The rhythm brings about the sways.
As he guides her through the spin,
the steps are began again.

Author's Note

This is in terza rima - three line rhyming stanzas. It is not however iambic pentameter. The rhyming scheme may make it sound forced, but it was a test of my discipline.