rhythm roll by Jannah Berkley

Iris fades
Pupils wide
Hips swaying from side to side
Pinkies touch
Shoulders brush
Thighs move close, tap, rub, dip, glide
You strut
I slink
We slow
Sip drink
I wriggle
You giggle
Subterranean jiggle.

You stop and sit down still, eyes lit
You stare. Open your knees a bit
I stay to dance and let it build
Temptation
Libation
Dilation
Fixation
Vibrating internal agitation.

I move
You stay
I back away
We blink in sync
Come close, you say
My fresh-filed nails trace ‘cross your face
Down criss-cross black straps round your waist
C-cups mold in hands like play-dough
Spill like rough sea-cups of Cuervo
Splay ‘cross deck like unbound cargo
Go.
Oh.
With the lights low
Hear you go oh
When I say so

Tie me up, you said
My fingers lead
Build me up, you pled
Tilt back your head

I see your eyes
Such depth inside
Your pupils wide
Thoughts set aside
We move close, tap, rub, dip, and glide
I stand
You wink
We take a drink
You lick your lips
And off I slink.