Strippers Paradise

They demand poetry
As the artist dances on her canvas
A jaunt of mosaic music
Tapestry painted in fierce passion

Fire upon ice
The lines, she will traverse
Naughty and nice
Their hearts, she will purse

Motions of the sirens song
Symphony of strung notes lust
A patrons picnic
Audience, to their pleasure

She demands poetry...

Reviews

[Pete]

nice expose' that captures the essence. never really thought of it as an art form but i can "see it" so to speak. woke me up this afternoon ...

[Ayvid N]

She demands poetry but mostly gets leers and jabs. They are beautiful humans catering to a need. And this is such a lovely tribute to them. The second verse is stunning, my favorite in this poem.