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The Illusion Of The Dance
I am a hot blooded male and I watch you dance
my head filled with images just give me a chance
That little outfit which says "I'm a tease"
what must be done to get you on your knees?
I see that smile that you give the men
want to take them back to the den
Twenty gets a lap dance, a closer view
if too will my pants show the dew
The problem is that is a quick fix thing
another tune is what I want to sing
That one in the morning seeing you smile
the warmth, the laughter, all part of the style
Not caring who you dance for on any given night
just come home to me so I can do you right
Make you moan as your body does rise
my sperm belongs to you, your special prize
my head filled with images just give me a chance
That little outfit which says "I'm a tease"
what must be done to get you on your knees?
I see that smile that you give the men
want to take them back to the den
Twenty gets a lap dance, a closer view
if too will my pants show the dew
The problem is that is a quick fix thing
another tune is what I want to sing
That one in the morning seeing you smile
the warmth, the laughter, all part of the style
Not caring who you dance for on any given night
just come home to me so I can do you right
Make you moan as your body does rise
my sperm belongs to you, your special prize
Published 22nd Oct 2012
| Edited 24th Oct 2012
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23rd Oct 2012 12:37pm
The one in the morning sees you smile....
speaks more of connection than just sex. A well placed line
speaks more of connection than just sex. A well placed line
23rd Oct 2012 2:23pm
Thanks! I had a friend from another country come visit. It was his birthday and we took him to his first strip club. He didn't realize that we paid for a lap dance. He was totally convinced the dancer was in love with him. It was quite funny.
Anonymous
23rd Oct 2012 11:26pm
Damn, Jazz! I hope your friend didn't go home pissed?
Enjoyed your poem. Great word play, and the imagery was a spot-on:)
Enjoyed your poem. Great word play, and the imagery was a spot-on:)
What friend? This is pure fiction despite the fact that the Portland area has more strip clubs per square mile then and other region in the US. I did have a friend who at one time was an exotic dancer but we met after she changed occupations and she lives in Iowa now.
Thanks for the comment---makes me wonder what might go through a woman's mind after a male review? My guess is maybe some of the same thoughts, but they aren't as common. My female friends encounters have been with a stripper coming to a house for a party rather then going out to an establishment.
Thanks for the comment---makes me wonder what might go through a woman's mind after a male review? My guess is maybe some of the same thoughts, but they aren't as common. My female friends encounters have been with a stripper coming to a house for a party rather then going out to an establishment.
10th Nov 2014 3:49am
oh sorry I realized I miss stated what happened. The poem was fiction; the poem was fiction while the account of my friend at the strip club was real. :)
