in a swirl of scarlet she had twirled out of reach
her silken skin beyond the grasp of eager fingers
lithe feet never hesitating in the staccato beat
glowing as if from some distant ethereal place
she curled and revolved in a world of reflections
drawing the eye to a length of female warmth
only to dash the softness with heeled thunder
her wry lips beckoned the confident and wary
her shuttered eyes pulling as they pushed away
this dance of distraction and innuendo enthralled
it caught and tamed the beast inside every man
she fed on their adoration and mindless devotion
consuming the very breath of them in an instant
as the notes faded she continued her contortions
and myopically they followed her every move
she led them beyond imagining to a place of sin
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that is what I had in mind when I wrote it.. a sort of spanish dancer succubus 