Mr. Ballet Dancer

I saw a ballet show and was inspired to write this.

 

Mr. Ballet Dancer

The flattery of your erotic movement

Make my cheeks become red

The embarrassment leaves

I become lustful

I look at your perfect body

Sculpted like no other

Something I’ve never seen

Your butt, is shaped like heaven

Suddenly I dream of you

What is in you? I ask.

Those tights look great on you

And your hair is simply fixable

And your dance is simply astonishing

What is in you?

That is so inviting to me

Because now

You’re the cause of fake jealousy

Mr. Ballet dancer

What is in you?

Reviews

[Vanessa Marie]

Please tell me this guy is real and if so wear can I get one? This is really well written. thank yo for he review on my poem.

[fred...]

i'm disturbed.

[Jess Cook]

This is freakin Hilarious.