Striptease

Eager eyes await

The star of the show.

She of course,

Will be fashionably late

Having aroused

Just the right anticipation.

The stage is set,

Whispers heard

Of the small talk ensuing

To cover up 

the obvious excitement

Exaggerated rumours

Of her naive beauty

Have brought about.

The spotlight's on

The collective sigh

Makes way,

Anticipatory silence following.

She steps in,

Seeming to fulfill

All that was promised,

Not an inch exposed;

Imagination

Driven to madness.

Her keepers give the cue

And off goes a layer

With planned precision;

The little that is seen

Shows perfection achieved

Through hours of concealing.

Slowly,

As the spectators sit

Barely breathing

Out of fear of exploding,

She exposes all.

Or so they think.

The lighting's such

all blemishes are concealed.

You'd think its cheating

But then again

This is what

They have come for:
A Diana
In all her naked glory
and in her virtues;
In the whore on sale:
A bride soon to be.