Dancer

As her hip sways with ocean waves
to turn the tide of the sea
her sullen gaze of better days
makes its way to me.

She waves her hand like fallen sand
to catch my watchful eye.
Her sinful grin pulls me in
and hooks me with a lie.

Tonight I'm yours among the whores
who wait so reverently
to make me theirs with lustful glares,
under breath she said to me.

I look at her, I know her lure
already I start my fall
to siren splendor and then I'm rendered
weak beneath Dancer's call.