Scooch skoooch

Scooch speaks off tongue

With sensations buttocks sliding

A summersaulted word

of play body, hands gliding

Scooch hangs me low,

swinging my crouch through

Hugging surface below

Sensing nearness with you

Scooch says excuse me

Squatting, contorting

Making my way carefully

Between bodies resorting

Scooching, sings out of

My throat, Hanging in air

Creating swirls & zings

We must follow joyful aware

With this we Scooched

Activating movement inside

A Sheroic distance—one inch

Where our Soul journey resides