A Real Fantasy

A lovely lady danced upon a stage
Her limber body moved with grace and rage
Beware! Each warming movement seems uncouth
As she unveils that flower of shapely youth
A flirting smile enhanced her sensuous eyes
Which brought the burlesque show alive
To guys she beckoned with festive gaiety
A dream so valued by laity
The teasing dancer's subtle scheme has won
And after that the passion plot is done

by Paul F. Ernst

Comments (1)

Outside of anger the dancing seductress has no internal life, and she uses her body as a snare of enticement to get what she wants from equally shallow men. I like the rhyming at the end of each line. The poem is nicely crafted. Well done.