Dance

Long legs and thin frame
She dances for the men
Who stare with eyes of green
at her slender frame on the pole
Meant to entice
Bring forth the need to be with her
But she covets the vertical smile
Of a woman like her
This is but an escape
From the nine to five grind
As she makes the pole hers
From eight pm to four am
A living is earned
Bread to feed the body
Dances to feed her soul
She rides the brass dick
To keep her head above water
As her body grooves to the beat
Of the music
Naked
A breath spent on words
Riding on solace
Just another night