Entertain

It was just a moment, and now
He’s not sure he didn’t dream it.
Night has ended, and still the
Touch lingers, that vision on his
Eyes, that sacred sight of her
Slowly dancing along the bare
Corridor surrounded by echoes,
Dropping her clothes as she went,
And he followed until they
Reached a warmer room where
He expected she would entertain
Him with dervish passion and
Blood-hot kisses. All he sees this
Morning through the pain is his
Viscera hung up to dry in ragged
Ribbons.

R 14/11/2023 18:21