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Delight In the Night

A lone patron becomes her focus for the night.
As the rhythm strikes,
I sway to the beat
For the man in black,
As our glazed eyes meet.

With a suit well pressed,
He’s under my skin.
As I twirl and grind,
I’m dancing for him.

A soloist tryst,
Now a pas de deux.
My face wears a mask,
Which he can see through.

My hands are fevered,
Stoked by fire within.
Fingertips, his touch,
Alight on my skin.

Graceful dips and twirls
Earn cat-calls for more
Green confetti slips,
Flutter to the floor.

He raises a glass,
To his smiling lips.
With a lush, sweet smirk,
He sends me a kiss.

Water down the imps,
With tonic, and gin.
They fade grey to black,
I’m only for him.

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