Seduced by silence,
               she’s set down;
                              sunlight soaking
                                             her snowy, silken, skin.

                                                          ­                 Spots softly speckle
                                                         ­                  the sanctuary floor.

Sensual stillness succumbs
               and split seams surround,
                                seeping sangiovese
                                             from those supple lips.

                                                          ­                 Chelsea smiles,
                                                         ­                  and subsides,
                                                       ­                    to a scarlet estuary.