Snake Charmer

The beat of ancient drums

The sounds of ancient flutes

Scantily clad in the sheerest

clothing, wearing chains and bells

I writhe in an alluring way

I dance with the Cobra

Our moves in sequence

I charm him he charms me

I feel his strength in ecstasy

As we sway to the rhythm the music calls

I look square into his eyes as I possess

Gently do I stroke and caress

Then with all his might, he jumps

at me and thrusts with all his fervor

Then he spits his venom at me

The music still playing exhausted are we

And the snake?

He could not resist my charms.