earth*girl take me into
the circles of your pleasure
deliver me upon the french
curve of your dance floor
for the tango ob la gata
give me your touch that is
music to my penchant desire
hold me for the moment in
the intimacy of the great hall
etech a sketch of a scenario that
plays itself out on the piano
mood: navy blue
tone: hot pink
passion: a rich dark green
of wilderness delight
lead me to your dance floor
for a sway of tender hips
move me onto greater things
that are expressed in a gesture
across the din of a today
where everything fades
but the pretense that
is hidden in your glance
and knowing smile
that intrigue that
everyone suspects
but we alone know