Five Second Vision

Cloaked in black she sat with covered eyes from a broad rimmed hat. Encircled in a wispy shade of cerise that dripped to fade into the fleece. Lines that linger on the chair follow her finger like liquid air as she stencils out the curlicue depicted with pencils in her view. Down the wall with a dilatory slither and intent to enthrall by use of his myrrh he skillfully eluded his own detection making her mind his chamber of protection. His volcanic eyes thrust into her thought erupting the lust she longfully sought igniting her vision like a candelabrum an incision devising her to succumb. Licking the salt from a lover's lips speaking the scripts in hum becoming embossed in indium and forgetting fault of nothing but tongues. Silhouetting the cast of questions surpassed indulging in the treasure of temporary leisure. Her guard was let down as she started to drown in the light of the fire and her own desire Unforeseen antecedently. A scene drawn out by a welcoming invasion she remains devout to enamouring persuasion Still life flickering and unceasing to amaze Like a liquor releasing inward The inebriating reward of her very own blaze.