He is the old cat
the one purring
half notes in undertones
from the shadows of the stage
he beckons with unearthly sounds
scaling in exclamation,
He casts his spell with blue notes
which conjure up his lover’s shape
she is a thin alto
he cannot help but look
as she slinks with effortless bravado
her figure the opus of lust
a binding contract with his demons
she whispers to him and
and he glows with stage light
like an ember inside the oven
dazed by fevers of unholy matrimony
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 9:12 PM UTC
He is the old cat
the one purring
half notes in undertones
from the shadows of the stage
he beckons with unearthly sounds
scaling in exclamation,
He casts his spell with blue notes
which conjure up his lover’s shape
she is a thin alto
he cannot help but look
as she slinks with effortless bravado
her figure the opus of lust
a binding contract with his demons
she whispers to him and
and he glows with stage light
like an ember inside the oven
dazed by fevers of unholy matrimony
