Let me dance…don’t touch…don’t speak…just stare. Covet me from afar and let me feel your eyes. I am music, I am the beat…I am the passion of the song. Don’t try and capture me…I am just a song and all songs end.

The lights dance with me so I have no need for a lover, they are always with me. Here in the dark of the club I am as elusive as they. I am no more then part of the song that resonates in the room. I fill the air and entice you to move with me but I am fleeting, I will always vanish when you try and grab me.

So don’t touch…just enjoy me. I am on the edge of your vision in the foggy shadow, my form moving and twisting in ways that make you excited, my lithe tight body tempting you. I am the sucubus, I am the siren of Greek legend. Long dark hair swinging with the melody, ample breasts swaying to the rhythms, ass keeping the beat, and my arms telling the story. My body becomes music, my soul becomes the meaning of the song.