" FLAMENCO DANCER "

As you move through my field of vision
I feel you moving through my DNA
Taking me to where I have never danced before
The land of back rooms and candlelight
Where you wrap me around your wallet
And abuse me like a Flamenco Dancer
Dancing on my everything
Drawing me closer
To adoration....

As you move through my system
I feel my heart absorbing your rhythm
Your red dress, my submission
And through the blood rushing
Beyond your intricate movement
I find myself bewitched
For something inside your sexiness
Goes far beyond ballet or Vivaldi
You are the smokin' intent
Of a dimly lit room
And the distant
Vision
Of sweetly moving
Perfection.....

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)