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Jan 2018
She is a slow dancer
Flickering around her pole
Swaying with the wind
Leaving an imprint on your mind
Close your eyes and she dances in purple neon across your eyelids
She is a strong dancer
She heats up the room with each bend
Don't get too close
Her resistance is vital
She is a dangerous dancer
Her beauty is fierce yet mellow
Her smoldering curves draw you in
you want to get close to her irresistible pull
You circle the smooth path leading to her space
And dive into the tranquil warm waters
She dances above
You are in a trance
As she ignites her soul into the atmosphere
Energizing the room with a soft glow
You bask in the warmth of her fire
Sipping in her sweet nectar as you swim closer
She moves fiercely like the wind
As you approach her space
You indulge in her temptation, if only for a moment
She leaves her mark on your lips
And escapes with a wisp of smoke
Written by
Monica  26/Genderqueer/Oakland
(26/Genderqueer/Oakland)   
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