Dancing Precariously

Idealistic women dance precariously
Each pirouet pleading to be proven
On this heated evening blood warmed
Men strut, heels hardened striking wood
Chest proud like some SS commanders fist
Punching the air with arid arrogance
Moorish sounds cried through bulging lips
Oh if it were possible, physical love lavished
Beautiful bodies ravaged and longing to be so
This perfect passioned play on perfect ‘een
Idealistic women pass strutting men with n’ere a touch


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