The Myths and The Modern [√]

[ the fire dancer ]

and she moves across the floor
like a girl on a mission
smooth legs like a criminal
red dress dragging petals over
to where you stand with a glass
in your hand and a twinkle in your eye
the slow pop of a love song
plays in the stereo above your heads
bodies swaying to the tune of
the last night for the innocents

(do you see her coming for you?)

she laughs over the music
loud, pompous, vivid, strong
a sultry echo of her passion
the body language of seduction
she slinks in your direction
like viper on a tight leash
fangs baring, forked tongue
tasting you in your sleep
eyes on the prize, darling

she hopes that this man over the bar
drinking whiskey on ice, delicious
tawny and brawn like a barbarian
sinful delights awaits in her steps

(mystery man, come dance with me)