Flashlights began to pop

Around the corners of agitation

Fumes of lust spread all over me

Soft ticklish, mauve shades of breathe

Hoarse voice plunged my bruised neck

I could feel him as the lights died

Pacific trials

       In a creamed-licked memory 

               Sophisticated yet tranquil module

Feather-licked fingers scanning my rosemary lips/ desires crossed over the edge/A dark chocolate circle around my navel/ licks of unfiltered moans whisper under my tongue/ coarse tribulations flicker a tale/ tale of ghosts/ now, drooling on my feminine curves/ He gawks his grey shaded eyes on me/ this is something new/ fantasizing with the ghost/ dribbling layers of needling pain/ he locked his arms on my bronze hair/ burn slowly / I saw the shape of lust/ signifying lump stuck in my mouth/ both breathless/ chasing laughter//

Saturated sight

      Lukewarm charm

                             Sophisticated charcoal laced figure 

Lure to catch fancy language,

Language of fling,

Language of flirtation,

Disillusion atmosphere                 turns green

The purple silhouette                gradually walks away.

Far to the other side of the mirror

Leaving trails of despair on the face