The club a cacophony
Her tranquil glance
Seductive blue eyes
A call to dance
Swirling black frocks
Quarter cupped breasts
Slyly touching fingers
Frissons of enticement
Lip gloss kisses
Tongue led tango
Silky dresses puddling
Around killer heels.
Taut nipples brush
The dew of desire
Our aroma signals
The need for touch
Petals are opened
Dancing wet fingers
Swirling circles
On throbbing pearls
The release intense
Pulses of pleasure
Glimpses of heaven
In a stall in a club
