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Lap Dance 101

                    
Prologue:                    
I am yours...                     
But only for the night                     
(And that's all that matters)                     
You dont have to worry much,                     
for I would never demand                        
your heart (no, never your heart...)                     
Not even your phone number,                     
or your name...                     
Tonight I just wanna take you,                     
Take you to my world--                     
(the world of beauty, enchantment and seduction...)                     
                     
[i.]                     
I wanna start it nice and slow,                     
I would let you see me                     
like nobody saw me before...                     
In red lipstick, mascara, eyeliner,                     
leather, lace, fishnets,                    
make-up, body glitters                         
a set of fancy lingerie and stilettos--                 
(Coz for me, that's what                      
big girls are should be made of...)                     
                     
[ii.]                     
Then I will dance--                  
I will dance on top of you                  
to conjure all of your               
hidden-forbidden fantasies,                     
by the swirl and gyration of my hips,                     
the sweet-profane poetry on my lips,                     
and the magic-seductive           
touch of my fingertips...           
         
[iii.]             
I'll make sure to have all of your                        
attention as I strip myself bare                    
little by little,                        
from head to toe,                     
then I'll do everything             
to secure your affection                     
as I reveal to you                        
little by little                     
my heart and soul...         
(Only for you my dear,        
               and only tonight...)     
                     
                     
[iv.]                     
I want you to see me,                     
the past and the present--                     
How this used-to-be-ballerina                     
traded the classic dance floor                         
to this dirty stripper pole...                     
See her, as she gave up                     
the disciplined movements                        
of the old world dance                     
to the rush of her veins,                     
as she fiercely           
grip and astride                   
slip and slide                   
to that cold hard steel pole      
Then look at her,                     
how she yearned           
to crawl back at you                     
to do the same...                     
                     
[v.]                     
The song is beating primitively now                     
(and so as the beating of my heart...)                       
It's time to show you now my other side,                    
the wild, the restless, and the out of control...                     
This time I'll let you taste me,                        
touch me, feel me, devour me--                     
however, whatever, whenever you like                 
and expect me to do the same and beyond...           
(Coz that's my mission tonight,          
                  to take you to the beyond...)                            
                     
[v.]                     
I will do my best,           
to contour and control                   
the flow and motion         
of my bare body                     
against yours,                   
against the music,                     
against the spot lights and the neon lights,                        
against our heartbeats and breathings                      
and against our spaces and distances--                     
Until we became one...                     
(For you I'll do the impossible)                     
                     
Epilogue:     
And as the night lose it's allure                    
I'll slowly release you                    
from my natural tenecious coil,                    
but secretly I'll make sure                    
to bury a piece of me in your mind                    
As I gather your filthy currency,                    
                    
in this pocket of mine...                            
Written by tidalnymph (Kasandra)
Published | Edited 5th Dec 2010
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