She looks for any situation to be the center of attention
She wants nothing less than all eyes on her
She plays to the crowd, showing off
She eyes her target, the one she knows she’s going home with
She catches his eye, making sure he notices her
When she moves to the dance floor, she dances for him
When she moves her body, she knows he’s watching every sway
She turns, staring him straight in the eye luring him forward
She turns away knowing he can’t resist, she draws him like a moth to flame
He grabs hold and she knows she’s won her conquest for the night
She’ll have her fun and toss him out of her mind without a backward thought
She plays to the attention until her next prey comes across her path.