Shut blinds glowing warmly
Clementine yellow and hazy mustard
Shaved ghostly plywood
Cluttered with picture frames
And beckoning swirly glances
Eyes irises of golden wooden fiber
Creeping smell of freshly baked bread
Buttery and lustful smothered with
Raspberry jam or honey rivulets
Dark, deep burgundy lipstick
Tinted like lavender silk
A lone girl sitting in in empty room
Transfixed as the pleasures
Take a stronger hold