Step, step, step to the side then click our feet. Satin streams shimmer under chandeliers. Silken waists glimmer with glowing desire. Long lines of mermaids in seductive grace, Reflections rippling on golden varnish. Hands couple, repel.
Bodies approach, retreat.
Reluctant waves, on the inviting beach. Eyes travel, leaving feet aground. Fickle, hungry bees flitting, sucking in sweet yearnings. Bodies entwine, whirl, their motion streaking flashes of light in the dark mellow hall, dark except for the lights, hurried strokes on a Degas canvas. Flames of passion leaving gentle embers that flicker in torpid, viscid stillness.