Early New Years

Written by: Leonard Taormina

              
Dark hair blowing
In the winds of hot desire
And dark eyes glowing
Like two diamonds filled with fire.
         Dancing to the rhythms;
         Well into the night;
         Nothing taken most was given
         Rocking on till all’s right
Was it accordance?
Or maybe a prelude who’s to know;
But it was certainly fully loaded;
Dangerously speedy but comfortably slow.
           Cocktails at the penthouse;
           Lights down low
           Cat tails swishing
           Nothing left to show