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jmaa el-fnaa
hold still …
eventide -
I am a capricious cad among wraiths
waltzing with a mop in a Marrakesh courtyard -
catching stars as they drip with
waxy and wild wonder
into the braids of my maudlin noose
tightening …
jangling, dangling -
rose gold anklets, (wrapped 'round leggy perfection)
shimmer their hammered facets
as they kick burnished smoke into toroidal
hoops with raw regard
spinning, table-top to a
Chaabi chant …
rough-hewn candles
wag their fiery tongues to beckon the
darkness close ...
notes from a punji weave mystery
thru the heavy heat -
Henna-striped hands cradling
a bottle, jade green
as the glassy white flowers gush
their cold, gold bounty
down a curvy thigh …
wetly wrapping an
unblemished capuccino calf,
Perrier-Jouët trickles off
tender toes to plop warm on my
tantalized tongue …
I kiss the fuchsia-daubed nails to
show proper veneration
then spin back to the murky music
mop-handle lover
in tow …
down to the soft,
spinning tie-dyed rugs and pillows
I surrender all to the callow flesh there
wanting ... willing -
her hair, hide and ebon eyes
dark as delirium
while the brass-headed
snake-of-a-hookah waits for
a kiss …
long draws
bring dizzy dreams and
hypnotic swirls from the lamp -
flowery maple aromas
and an opiate nirvana coiling around my cares
lost as a languid lamb to soft skin
and sweet …
enchantment.
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( Jemaa el-Fnaa Square in Marrakesh, Morocco, is one of the most active and exciting places on earth, declared by UNESCO as a "Masterpiece of World Heritage", still largely unchanged for over a thousand years )
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Gregory Richard Barden
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