I feel sexiest
Dancing
Alone
in the mirror.
Alive.
Parts contorted,
A writhing snake.
Tempestuous
Dangerous.
Taste of the hair in my face,
Whipped.
This gaze is mine to smulder,
To peer in the mirror and see flesh
Shaking
Bouncing.
For 3.4 minutes I feel
Raw.
My shadow jiggles,
Whispers I’m worth following.
