Ivory Etchings
watching as twilight
crept over the brothers
and stars being re-birthed
to fortify the Great Wall
street lights line to ignite,
the shimmering black mantel
concealing azimuth,
and seductive ebony lips
slide,over the lamp
once more,
A visage of ivory
looks upon earth
on the cusp
is where your found,
a palled specter
drifting shadow to shadow
passing as
a will-o-wisp of
ebony vistas,
always out of touch
with the sense of perception
lulled into deception,
as one fingernails breadth
breaches truth,
trouncing the foolhardy
the blaze phases,
and passion is pendulous
but still,
twilight bewitches,
and the ivory succubus
of night
mesmerizes all,
with moon eyes
as the mantel
of seduction,
rolls with reverence
over azimuth,
her willing victims
are waiting,
etched in ivory
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2009
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