She stood on stage,

her legs apart,

eyed all and no one.

When music started

she spat her lines,

"Here`s to love,

my dear friends,

 warms you in Winter,

scorches you in Summer

if it lasts till then..."

Her bra lost one strap,

the music went dead,

she rotated slowly

and sang again,

"Here`s to lust,

my dear friends,

it keeps you alive,

when all is gone,

lust for sex, lust for life."

Her bra fell, on she went,

"Here`s to friendship,

that noble flame,

it helps many times,

again and again..."

Her body gyrated,

she opened her arms,

swayed her hips

and sang these words,

"And here`s to time,

that will take us all,

the master of life

killer of seconds,

Lord of pain and pleasure."

Her G-string fell on stage,

she was naked at last.

And when all had left,

either excited or bemused,

the stripper still sang,

"Here is to love,

here`s to lust..."

tears falling slowly

on her naked skin,

lighting the empty place,

waiting for another day,

waiting for another show to begin.