Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Captured by Lady Portia


Captured
© Astrid de Manyet (portia.swords)

It is a sweet trap...
this justifiable darkness
and the unspoken tension --
The aesthetic vein of chemical heat.
Pheromones.
His heart-beat
pounding in your ears --
thrumming.
And failing charm...
the variable innocence of his arrival
at your feet.
It is the falling scatter
of pure events
like sequenced dominoes
that lead to surrender.


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