Dancer

I danced the can-can
in bonds of lace, ruffled
the ears of front row voyeurs.

Leg met hip, forged waist,
climbed to shoulder,
soared to a pillar of neck.

My face, I don’t need to describe,
it was mere introduction.
My body performed.

All those eyes trained on
the heel-kick-arch of my step.
I invited them,

but not his hand.