Jul 2020
She drapes her beauty
over a gossamer sleeve
breathes music box melody
through the spindles of dreams
elopes with the stars
and whispers
lavish possibilities
through a cauldron of clouds
she, the whimsy,
midnight Blues fantasy
seeped in gin
drizzled over
my sins
she is madness
and meaning
commingled in
pearlescent
glow
over a gossamer sleeve
breathes music box melody
through the spindles of dreams
elopes with the stars
and whispers
lavish possibilities
through a cauldron of clouds
she, the whimsy,
midnight Blues fantasy
seeped in gin
drizzled over
my sins
she is madness
and meaning
commingled in
pearlescent
glow
I was inspired by John Destalo's style in "Scavenger" and Patty and Gideon's homage to the Blues and the beautifully soft phrase "cauldron of clouds" in Shamamama's "Sleepless." The phrase bewitched me.
(F/Atlanta)
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