Dance for Me

My mynd burning
out of control.
Thoughts of her
dancing...working
a pole.
Stroking it with such
constant conviction.
Seeing it as truth
not reading as fiction.

Gravity defied by
each smooth move.
Pole snuggly held
within tight groove.
Up and down with
style and grace.
The look of want
on my girl's face.

Lovely bare feet now
touching the floor.
Cheeks spread wide
stroking it more.
Bent over...her hair
almost to the floor
My eyes wanting and
begging for more.

My girl is such a master
of the tease.
She works the pole..
She aims to please..
How beautiful she is
now on her knees..
Eyes up...mouth watering
answering my pleas.