a swish of psychedelica
a figure writhing samba
a whiff faintly vodka
a glimpse of vanilla

her eyes glint under glitter
mouthing unheard unkept promises
like that of endless legs
under the meaningless frill.

saxophones slur broken hearts;
serenade her dance, it sings of
danger and peril; she prowls
the waltzing crowd foxylike.

slickery - her stance beguiling as
she beckons me into a dazzling
passion play where lust sizzles
into deeper, darker secrets.

i spin her, uncertain but she
is infinitely patient and my
awaited epiphany - we lock eyes
and fingertips touch, barely,

before the parquet swallows her up, that singirl of mine.