On the dance floor is a voluptuous lass
With generous curves in perfect hour glass
Coated in ivory skin with a pellicle of sunstroke
Stealing the gorging eyes of the ecstatic folk
With sensuous lips covered in an intricate veil
Flushed of voluminous desire yearning to hail
Sweet sounds serenade her articulate curves
As the orgasmic sweat dances and verves
She the epitome of an incarnate Sheba
Gushing with fervor shimmering from afar
As the winds sail past her glorious vessel
Her luscious hips rapture in a delicate tussle
Gliding in the wind like a voluptuous sylph
In a febrile jiggle veiled in an embroidery of silk
Finally the music arrests with the roar of palms
Applauding a seductress oozing with charms
As concludes an episode of a goddess on her favorite terrain
Yet her mysticism lingers on in the shrouded depths of man
Image: "Raqs Shari ~ Bellydance Goddess" by Emily Balivet.