Midnights Blue Dress

MIDNIGHT’S BLUE DRESS Midnight’s blue dress - modem of her physique, molded immodestly, married to monumental destiny of desires, elongated as if clinging to an Amazon warrior. Blue dress props up her spectacular breasts, high and mighty, tinged with reckless success. Mortification of the madonna. Fabrication fraught with embellishments, bells and whistles of gold stitched like chains into the hem she must wear in eternity’s flamboyant furnace. Ferociously blue, lips tremble and pout, pretending to bleed. The triple X dress sways in ebb and flow of the mastery sea, blowing holes in seasoned captains who dread the siren’s revenge. Presidents and dictators fall at her knees, sliding their beggaries over velvety weave, thoughtless to her treachery - they make believe. Midnight’s blue dress invitation squashes them all, as she looks on from the cliff where eagles ogle their prey. Ejaculators* best blindfolded as dusk calls. 12/28/2019 Blue Dress Poetry Contest Sponsor: Anthony Slausin *other than the obvious meaning - to utter suddenly and vehemently