toss the doll that I become
bend me to your will
I run just far enough away
to keep the wolf at bay
come strange carnivore
with those sharp and gleaming fangs
tear at my train,
my ever willing flesh
pause and dance
approach and fade
a twist
a heartbeat
a drum
maddening tango!
to cleave our souls
tears become our storm
they flood the parquet floor
in my tempestuous slumber
I dream you have come
through the moonlight
moving inside the rhythm
you reach and pull
I twirl,
a dervish,
ecstatic
orgasmic.
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