At Cecil’s

Reflections, champagne colored hallucinations Notes, bass, drum, a distorted synchopation Candlelight, sparkling glass Dazzling lips, legs crossed at the jazz club Friday night at Cecil’s Driving fast Switch Back “I love you.” Pulling you close, wanting You feel so delicious and we look so good together Mind wandering, humm a tune Chardonay kisses, looking beautiful …

Murmur

Distilled, a continuous earthquake Trembling, eyes closed, dreaming awake Cool, soft, calculated, a delicious caress You soothe and threaten the darkest parts of me Wanting nothing more than to feel you inside me, Whispering I dwell under hollow skies, under glass Stars shine just beyond my reach I’m drowning Which music, which music played while …