Drumbeats of the Night

She is the Girl of the Night.
                                                                              Watch Her as she dances.



Dances to the rhythm of the hypnotic darkness that engulfs one with secret pleasures. Look as Her body move gracefully to the Beat. Seductively to the Beat. Swaying Her voluptuous Hips left and right, right and left. A Snake slithering towards its prey. Lulling one with Her movements. She-Devil plays with the strings of every Man's heart.

She slowly closes her eyes, breathing to the rhythm of the Drums.

A  n  i  m  a  l  i  s  t  i  c                     

The Drums. It’s all about those damn Drums.

                           
                                     

                                                        Control theRHYTHM,

                                                                              Control theTONE,

                                                                                                    You ControlitALL.



Her hearts beats faster like those Drums as she raises her toned tanned arms to the concrete sky letting the Cold Touch of the Night lick the sweat off her body.

Those hips. Those damn Hips.

TheyNEVERstop.

They patiently wait for their prey but it never comes. They are all to entrance to dare stop her now. No hard grit nerve to take a step, to speak a breath of a word to her.

                                                                             

                                                        The Music goes    d

                                                                                          e

                                                                                              e

                                                                                                    p

                                                                                                        e

                                                                                                              r,

                                                                                                                Her cheeks flush,

                                                                                                                Her pulse races.

                                                                                                                She's at her peak.

                                                                                                                This is her Moment.







Let others try to duplicate, her dance is hers alone. A smile gently crosses her lips. They are all watching.

TIME  S          T            O            P          SSSSSSS

Statues of old, they watch. She'll never crush their dreams. She only dances for One. Him.



No one will break this spell that her Hips have placed.

This Time is Hers'.



                                                                                                                  Hers' alone.







Darkness is her only Lover.

                                            Him. He.



Destined to be close but forever apart.



Him.





The Rhythm calls so she lets the Drums wrap her in their games. She will never run. She MUST embrace it.