STRIPPER GLITTER

Between her warm breasts,

the scent of forbidden fruit.

Strobe light bouncing

off of the silver glitter pattern

on her flesh.

Her kitten purrs,in heat,

and leaves moist,shimmering trails

across my face and arms.

The discovery of my erection,

brings a devious smile to her face.

As she teases every inch,

in a rhythm,to the very tip.

The song ends,and she moves on.

All that I have left,

is an aching groin,

and that glitter,

that I'll still be finding weeks later on my clothes.