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Click hereBelly dancer
glistening as to
Hot body oil
from her hips.
~Sway
~~Sway~~
~Sway~
To the music
A thunderous fever builds
The music
Going faster
The dancer
And her hips ``roll``
More majestic than the graceful ballerina
More sensual than the average erotic dancer…
~~Sway~~
~~~~Sway~~~~
~~Sway~~
Hips ``roll`` around
Again
Chains jingle and fingers cymbal
Green paper comes from hungry fingers
Men motivated by their member
Reach deeper into their pockets.
There seems to be no stopping the music
Again it builds only this time
It’s louder.
The drums
As that thunderclap straight from
{ Minerva }
Then suddenly
A pause~
No sound~
No movement~
Drum beats once
~~~Sway~~~
Twice
~~~~~~~~Sway sway~~~~~~~~~~
Thrice
~~~~~Sway sway~~~~~~~
`````````````` roll ```````````````````
The musicians
Zen with the drum
Dancer Zen with them
More and more clap the men
More and more green paper falls to the floor.
She’s circling now.
Circles upon circles.
Veil is lifted higher.
Fingers cymbal
Chains jingle
Circle circle circle
Musicians keep her pace
Circling themselves in tune with the energy
Clapping cheering
Green paper falling
Orgasmic excitement (although no one is naked)
Hot and steamy
She reaches one last time to the ceiling
Veil is lifted
She’s reeling from her feeling of circles and flight
She signals the musicians with a wink then a nod.
Then, at the end of exhaustion
The musicians
The dancer
Find the end of this moment
Slowly
Slowly
~~~Sway~~
Drum
``roll``
Stop
this poem was mentioned in the thread, "New Poems Reviews"
thanks for the literary journey (~_~)
I enjoyed your write, JD obviously lacks tack or an understanding soul, perhaps to large to belly dance <grin (~_~) thanks for the read