étude

étude 

music plays

through the hours.

I dance

the grasping cadence

until my hips mold each note

with sharp, controlled, movement.

 

euphoric

from dreamless nights,

I rotate

the knob of volume

until the room vibrates

with the deep, plunging bass.

 

provoking

a slow calculated beat,

I begin

the slight swing of hips

until it entices me,

with slowly parting knees.

 

breathing

through tangled tempos

I trace

the arch of my hips…

the bow of my waist…

the bloom of my breast…

the curve of my neck…

until my arms lift through the air

with translucent wings.

 

feeling

the profound timbre

of my own private euphony

until I reach

the carnivorous

recesses of desire.