PrivateDancer


As she moves
in ways that move
me inside.

Even the thrill
of victory
never tasted
...as sweet.

Private Dancer,
she dances
for me now.

Shadows of her
linger in my mind
covering
any ray of sun.

And she moves me
not with temptation
but the taste.

Yes......Private Dancer,
you dance, you travel
as you go across my
table.

I tip the wine
and dampen
my sanity.

I dampen my lips
with her.

Private Dancer
she dances
for me now.


Robert H. Green
� 2001