Poetry: Vixen

You look at me
with smoldering eyes.
You part your lips
ever so slightly.

Enthralled as I am,
I know your subtle game.

An enticing dress
covers your long legs.
Moving with fluid grace,
almost without thought.

All eyes watch you,
as you soak up our adulation.

My mind clouded,
foggy with your essence.
Subtle changes free me,
clearing my head.

My eyes become shrewd,
I see your wake.

I watch them
watch you.
In the air
I feel their lust.
Watching with idle amusement,

I silently laugh.
They don't know you.

I smile at you,
wondering if you notice.
Your hold on me severed,
my heartstrings untugged.
A vixen in flesh;
an angel in soul.

You have them fooled,
but me no longer.