venus/

the stereo plays
venus in furs
while he watches
her dance from 
his chair
moisture collecting
on his ice tea

nonlinear/

time rejects our perceptions
and acts as it will
ignoring our childlike
opinions

its best to hide
this freak show
in carnivals and 
behind masquerades

whisper
me a secret
carried on
the wind &
tether-tied
to you

i want to
cast off our masks
& see beyond
this masquerade

forget the service of venus --
the depth of your eyes
are the pools i want to fall into

hand in hand
reaching for stars

goodbye, sad old man
the night is calling
in dream we'll be a-rovin'
and slumbering in the rye

a restless night of
half-sleep sweven
trapped like the butterfly
between holding you
and dream

wisp grey steam, coffee
sultry summer morn
in a dizzy haze dreams recalled
still half-asleep, longing

myriad hours, blues in drag
neon flicker finger hip trace
drunk on your hair's perfume