The bodice fell from
Her with a whisper, and I
Was captivated

The bodice fell from
Her with a whisper, and I
Was captivated
I am no one. But
I lift my shirt, and now I
Am your everything.
There is no greater
Strength than that required to
Remain fixed in place.
Do not overlook
Me. I will not be ignored.
My body, the true
Expression of my
Core, my essence, the beauty
Which causes chaos,
Defies reason, makes
Everyone crazy. My gift,
The ultimate tease.
My music prompts her
To acts of lascivious,
Wanton depravity
In which I partake
With the greatest gusto that
Could be imagined.
There cannot exist
A party like a Wolfgang
Party, never stops.
Nude again, she had
To wonder, if she wasn’t
Enjoying it too.
My mother called it
“Whorish” but I’m doing what
Brings me so much joy