The Dancing Damsel

Sassy and dominant,
aggressive but likeable,
always sweet and caring;
If you believe it then we will,
she is truculently saucy and endearing.

The zone opens,
the indentation displays a dimple;
Firm but approachable she establishes
a rapport keeping it quiet and simple.
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She stands, subtly smirks like the cat
that ate the canary;
Crossing her legs in a fashion
which seems inviting and friendly.

The elevation has details
but attractive;
Her belly-button exposes
and her eyes looking deceptive.
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The zone opens,
her confidence index increases;
She turns her head to the bar tender,
a smile she squeezes.

All eyes on her
but never a nervous blush;
Though whispers are audible
but soften to a quiet hush.

Her composure piques
the fellows’ curiosity,
While her thoughts race
to find a measure of honesty.
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She dictates, controls
and captures the attention;
Using up her armoury
she heaps and dispels her ammunition.

To her feminine counterparts
this is a surmountable ordeal;
So voluptuous but rather salacious,
she epitomizes the ideal.

To the party boy
she looks endearing;
She glances and the DJ freezes,
the next song was softer and reassuring.