Cocktail

Seductive antic in her eyes,
Portentous as impassioned night,
Her wet-parted lips disguise,
Desire manifesting delight.


Her voice imbued with stirring joy,
Tremulous as the falling rain,
Now flirtatious, now acting coy,
Each chalice fills with song again.


Shaken as a well mixed drink,
She moves in a rhythmic vortice,
Like a sassy wedge of lime or pink
Cherries on a clink of ice.


And brushes off his losing thought,
As one smoothes unruly strands,
Intoxicated, never overwrought!
Mere words written on the sands.
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Reply #1 Top
As sophisticated and exquisite as all your poems!Makes me want to have breakfast at tiffany's and fall in love flirtatiously all over again!
Reply #3 Top
The poet's consummate art:elliding the material into the immaterial , welding the ethereal and the transitional ,and theres a piece of perfection for you!