Watch Me

You figure it out

Watch me

How I dance and move to nothing

Watch me

smile and batter my eyelashes seducing you

Watch me

turn a bound hand flexing my finger for you to come closer

Watch me 

tilt my head a blanket of ivory locks on my shoulder

Watch me

slowly blink bite my full lip purr behind the glass

Watch me 

turn to give you a view of the goods that you could explore

Enter

Hold fast maintain a steady course

Watch me 

undress from lace and draw curtains

Watch me 

saunter towards your raging fire

Watch me 

take to my knees 

Watch me 

writhe under your closed hands

Watch me 

struggle for breath and consciousness

Watch me

slip a tear as I gasp my last breath

Leave

The curtain drawn another victim of red light heaven  

Author's Note

Let me know what you think need to get back in to the swing of things

Reviews

[Dilan Gray]

As always you write with amazing imagery.

[Jonathan]

This reminds me of the private shows at a strip club. The type that was performed behind glass. The customer enters he’s a newbie, but getting that one on one time. He is ashamed and yet thrilled at the same time. At the end he is afraid to admit but he is satisfied.

[Mika Franolich]

The beginning stanzas are very seductive. It calls to mind an image of a sultry temptress unleashed, who wants to unleash their lovers wild side. The only thing I would change is the very last line. It breaks the lovely flow of the poem as it is entirely different from the rest of the lines. I would consider finding a different way to work that into the poem- perhaps create another verse with that separated into two parts in it? As it stands it is very harsh.

[Smoking Man]

Lovely evocative poem which seduces with every stanza.
Beautifully flowing with rhythm like a Latin tango.

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

Thank you very much for reviewing this poem I didn't know if after coming back people would like any of my new stuff

[Smoking Man]

I didn't know you had gone away,was there any drama?.

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

It was more of a finding myself reason as I was writing so much and getting darker and darker with my poems purely to shock and emit a response that I lost who I was as a writer so took some time away

[Smoking Man]

Oh I see what you mean,I can completely understand and know where you're coming from.For me I feel the lack of appreciation of my writing on other sites disappoints me.
After all we all want the same thing which is respect and recognition.
Booksiesilk,Booksie & Wattpad are a waste of time,nobody seems to interact with each other there.
My writing receives few if any reads and zero comments.
I've tried writing blogs like Blogspot.com,The Next Big writer and even Facebook.
The problem for me is that it's a generation thing and what is topical and contemporary with some isn't the same with the maturer audiences.Good writing is timeless in my view and can be appreciated by any age group.Have a nice day in Shropshire,here we have plenty of Autumnal sunshine but it's a tad chilly 8c.

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

I completely agree what your saying its definitely a generation thing what I wrote about 10 years ago doesn't really reflect on my thoughts today.
Its cloudy over here I used to live in Londonderry in northern Ireland about 16 years ago the weather is always unreliable lol. If you ever want to do a colab sometime let me know.

[Smoking Man]

Ok I definitely consider your kind suggestion and yes it always rains in the Emerald Isle lol.
That's why it's so green ha ha