Tuesday, July 26, 2011

How do you Burlesque?


Hurriedly, she makes her way to the stage. Your on in five, her thoughts demand, pulling at her from back of her beats. One and two and three and four and one and two and three and four. 

Her moment in grasp, she takes a breath. The room so silent she can hear the rush of warm blush to her cheeks as she hangs to the steps in her routine.

Her music is weighted with heavy tone, wafting through the club like a thick smell of too much perfume.

And she . moves.

Some say she resembles a young Betty Page.

She says . it's her jeans.

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