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...  

Reviews

[Alessander]

I wish this were a visual poem lol

This points to an interesting idea about feminine prowess through sexuality. It's actually quite a touchy subject among feminists...

Sex as a means to empowerment, and in this case, enchancment and even art.

Lap Dance an art?

Why not?

I'm just glad I didn't have to buy this poem a drink and pay it 30 bucks.

[jes]

oh i've always loved this one. :D

[Coyote Poetry]

I like how you weaved this poem. I like how the woman take control and pocket the money. In my lifetime. I knew many dancers. They made a good living off the weakness of men. I believe life is hard. All jobs can be hard and dirty. Some are better paying. No weakness in this poem. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[roy mccarthy]

you are awesome :)
you got that amber tamblyn style,
i love it :)