House Music

the pulse moved hips and shoulders
driving smiles and flirtatious eyes
you could feel it rushing blood to organs

i stared at the floor
listening for the structure
waves of crescendos
making souls come even more alive

her fingers manipulated and caressed controls
which morphed bits into patterns she adored
and others adored her for
as hormone fed gyrations pumped life
into seeking eyes and luscious tongues
working through a hiearchy of protocol
cubs seeking mates
manes with beating chests
tummy's with winking navels

while ears suffer the delight of pressure
leaving their ringing mark
glowing for days

it was all research
but i loved the heels