Soiree

Merciless in your rebukes you walked up to me, subtle, substantial, sophisticated & sarcastic & I liked every minute of it, I liked the shame & humiliation you put me through, the crystal chandelier that was the highlight of my disgrace the way our lips almost touched, but not quite for you pulled them away just in time to leave mine hanging in midair. You were stunning & dazzling in your dark evening gown with the jewels wrapped around your neck & the pearls dangling from your ears, I would have liked to have more of you, test you, taste you, try you out, touch you, tussle with you, breathe you in, savor the succulence of your skin, steal you from the moment’s void before the walls collapse, eclipse, cave in, but you had to walk away, you had to rein in, leaving me with nothing but a lasting sensation of a rude & abrupt dislocation from something that was almost immortal, the transient lucidity of a wayward waltz with a dream