Nocturnal Omissions

Monday, September 28, 2009

a mutant moon’s sordid prying,
behind murky moist blinds,
bared ruptured penances .
bated breath dithered the flames,
with the sibilant coil's touch;
as lights went off brazen longings.
along the vacant lanes,
silhouetted ruins
of sinuous desires loitered,
near the pane, with parted
red tulips drenched in luscious dew
gnawing at dormant dreams.
dark, amorous facades
unfastened ,unleashing
whiffs of wistful vapors
burning, voluptuousness.
eldritch light deflected off
carnal shadows.
then the blue moon’s prudery
obscured itself into a starless sky,
to become an eclipsed mind.

“These people abstain, it is true: but the bitch Sensuality glares enviously out of all they do”.