in a smoky haze
naked beauty
struggles
to be
explicit
but you like it that way
the allure
of sensual
froth and bubble
appeals to you
your camera
tries to probe
the inner sanctum of me
tries to
freeze
frame
your concept
of love
I can only cope with
your allusion
your delusion
bound in a slim
black blindfold
and minus
your
precious
diamond ear-rings
so why do I stage your gauzy dreams?
I need
the money
Linking to:
Magpie Tales
