Oscar was wrong

With head held high
Shoulders tilted back so slight
Chest raised as I inhale
Eyes glazed with lust
It matters not who is watching
From behind

Core centred tight
Pelvis tilted back
A cheeky smile beginning to grow
Legs slowly move
Stepping one heel at a time
3 men watching in my wake

Though all I see is the one
Standing In front of me
Who I walk for with every step I take
Oscar got it wrong , I walk for only one
My Sir , my lover ,my brand new life