the architect

realised the person described in the poem seems almost vampiric..... they are not mean to come across in this way!

put the clothes out on my bed

black and white spotty skirt

flowery top- with a suggestive neck

purple tights and sequined shoes

stand back and smirk

perfect

write notes

make lists

to keep track, plan, scheme

just another part of that

you should feel honored

even put my hair down

for the occasion

though unused to its company

push the curls back

away from my face

with my thumb and little finger

and walking there

with a subtle skip in my step

I remember when I met you

for the first glorious time

turning round to smile at me

long coat sweeping in time

with your dark brown hair

in that instance understanding

what you were

my tummy squirms impulsively

at the memory of your red tongue

lapping against porcelain teeth

eyes glinting

lips drawn back

when I reach my destination

and sit down, third row back

cheeks still burning from the cold

you walk into the room

out of all the people you catch my eye

and holding your gaze

remove my coat

revealing pearls embracing my neck

leading your eyes southward

against your mind’s best wishes

you pause, evaluating, probing

with the sense of sight alone

I bite my lips, letting you know

afterwards, still surrounded

by people, in a circle

I place my violin under my chin

playing an ‘a’ loud and clear

and look you straight in the eye

the vibration travels down my body

across the room to where you stand

and into the stripped-back piano behind you

singing the note back to us

you shudder from the feeling

passing round the drinks and food

the tension is almost palpable 

skin brushing as I hand you a glass

and I make note of your long

ringless fingers

later when the crowd has gone

they caress the place

the violin rested

while the pearls lie scattered

on the wooden floor

replaced instead by porcelain teeth

Reviews

[sea lily]

this is beautiful :)

[Vigo Manslaughter]

wow. fantastic poem. I could see it like it was on a screen before me..all my senses became involved. wow. good.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

enraptured by scenes you unfold in smooth drawn out glides~deeper and deeper into the sensual pulse~ throughout there is an intricate darker pulse threading through the sinuous glaze and than with that last line the bow of imagination is let fly to reevalutae preconceptions cultivated with the origins of the read~
flawless~ beautiful and clever write~