She steps into the candle lit room
Everyone directs their sights her way
Music slowly wraps her every move
As she starts to move like a snake
Her hips begin to flow
The coins start to gently dangle
Smirking, she ignites the show
A magic woman without a master
The fire enticed begins to smoke
They all feel a pull and start to wonder
Who is that woman with the sword
Belly dancer moving like a champion
Glides that hypnotizes them all
Her eyes possess a mysterious power
She remains fully in control
Sons and daughters all admire
Sensuality without remorse
The Supreme’s sweet arrival.
Raven Archer
RAVEN ARCHER 
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