Private Dancer

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.