…interior
sophistication, elegant mind-prints, plus, cheetah eyes: so dreamy, so rich, so
exotic: this fair frame, those musical undertones, at roots and scented: casual
satire, casual banter, a throaty exaggeration: so compared to seasons, so
enlove with theatrics, so uncaged: braless at chimes, seed oriented, threshed
for wars: in cotton jeans, mahogany heels, a bit melodramatic: flushed and
giggling, a courtyard jester, an interior lecturer: bloodshot feelings, deeper
concentration, a city geisha: sunbeam tans, or screaming so loudly at silence,
a shrew was frightened: pure fireworks, or artery poetry, shocked and profound:
treading synaptic gaps, unchained, pensive, desired and laughing: our last gut,
sidereal alarms, even cosmic fears: those burgundy nights, our chapped lips,
adorned by Bees Wax: as groaning softly, or moaning in tones, so wicked at
moments: so safe with actualities, so facial with eye contact, so groomed from
adolescence: our vile airs, our bluest concerns, our broken deeds: as Love
would die, pleading for more, so pitted in mesmerization: a steady gait,
perfumed mane, a whisper to a mad atmosphere: so cursed with fashion, so
blessed by disaster, so sweet, so intentional, such a tease: to drive a fool,
where forever is spoken, while retreating into fantasies: those Shakespearian
brooks, those island canopies, so starved for meaning, so alive in fiction: our
farm thoughts, while milking cows, to pause, light a cigarette, and feign
punishment: a man may vaunt, a man would lose, while haunted by something
irremovable….
