you told me
you’d be there
for me
that you’d read
my words
late at
n i g h t
those silky
promises
yet you only
skimmed through
those lines
flapping your
dark godly wings
flying out to more
luscious
v e r s e s
those silky
promises
so exquisitely thin
one can still
inhale the aroma
of cheap cigar
dressed up
in cuban
a t t i r e
those silky
promises
the words
are still there
for your one
and only
reading
pleasure
naked
flowery
dark
and
mourning
just for your
eyes only,
those very silky
promises,
u n d e r
t h e
p a l e
m o o n l i g h t
i lightly caress
the tip
of that mike
As if I was
about to sing
your yet unwritten
silent
s
o
l
o
instrument naked—
my voice
about to tickle
Your well-versed skin
and enticingly
bite on your
unsuspecting
earlobe
A mascara tear
drops
and blurs
the mirrored image of
our
i
m
a
g
i
n
e
d
coexistence
the one that will never
be read aloud—
same as my solo
will never ever get sung
it was
your one and only
a capella kiss
yet that night
you chose
not to
l
i
s
t
e
n
to my naked
notes
that bleeding
nightsong
LannaZee 