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DancerLights dim And she is here Almost in grasp So very near Dark and sultry Veiled in white Just two eyes Boldly alight To meet mine Not by chance As if not in just Any casual glance She belly dances Hips a sway In a crowded room Open foreplay Mesmerising Every watching man Each one thinking That he can She holds that room In total thrall She can take her pick From them all Hips sway faster Lead each man on Sudden darkness And she is gone Vote for this poem
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