Raven

She doesn't do it for the money, although it's one of the perks of the job. 

She gets on stage each night, and dances nude, for the attention, the power, and most of all-

control. 

She delivers private dances, making grown men lose control. It excites her, sets a fire inside her, to know she will remain his fantasy time after time. 

Such simple creatures men, turn them on and their brains shut off.

Putty in her hands, shake your ass, show your tits, and they are yours!

They remain yours forever.

Experience Raven in flight, she will spill into your soul, you will dream of her, smell her, taste her, you will never catch her though.

Waste your money, ruin your marriage, try to take her home, silly boys- she's a wild creature, much to much woman, for such a simple creature as a man.

She is Raven!

"Who am I?" she asks.....

"I'm a mosaic constructed

of the broken pieces left behind

by everyone I've encountered.

I'm the unfinished poems

nestled in the ink stained fingerprints

of anyone who's ever touched me.

I'm the unsent love letters

left crumpled on the floor

by those who never truly knew me.....

And who, may I ask, are you?"