I know it’s rude to stare,
but I see her over there with her
satin skirt slithering down her waist.
With each subtle sway of her hips the silky red river runs round’ her curves;
And I can’t help but notice how her hair dances across her shoulder to the beat,
I try to disengage, but my awe struck solid.
A thin smirk eases across my lips
and she doesn’t notice…
but her boyfriend does.