Solis

Dance for me, my love.
Take pride in the woman you are,
flaunt your erotic nature.
Be the vamp, the flirt
who winks from under the surface
of your Sunday School face.

Tease me, sexy lady.
Translate passion into motion,
move in those exotic ways
you know will stir my desire.
Be the bad girl tonight,
and in your dance, show no mercy.

fragment of a poem, by Robert Birch