His Dancer

I feel your eyes caress as I dance
Probing,
       stroking,
               touching,
Silk falls in fantasies romance
Concealing,
              revealing.
You wait watching in the dark wing
'To your arms my dancing will bring
Probe me,
           stroke me,
                       touch me.

© The Erotic Poet 2008, all rights reserved.

Artwork: Sensuality