Fantasy delight upon a hemstitched imported cloth
of cinnamon linen, four elegant china plates edged
in gold, the pink across from pale blue, placed to the
left of the lemon, opposite the mint green, the center
piece a single lilac standing tall in the berylline vase
dressed in white lace, tapered lavender candles
accenting the linen napkins, blue with the pink china,
the mint green with the lemon.
The hostess beguiling
in red silk gown, bountiful cleavage itself a banquet,
red satin shoes, a rose in her chestnut hair, on the
ring finger of her right hand a sapphire set in blue
diamonds repeated in her earrings.
Auriferous dragon
spitting flames on the ivory wall and nearby two
purple peacock chairs, stretched out in one a lanky
sun reddened man wearing blue jeans, white dinner
jacket, black tie, black loafers, leather tassels, no
socks, a snifter of brandy resting on his thigh, his
halting drawl reading aloud a William Carlos Williams
poem about gay wallpaper of cerulean shapes and
leaves of gold ruled in silver.
The feast served, two
plates empty, she seated at the pink, he at the lemon,
the crystal clink a chilled pouilly-fuisse, soft moonlight
sonata, eyes meet and knees touch, untouch, touch.
Cheers,
Dan
Newfie hugs, Rose
Be always safe,
Karen
John
Regis
I loved this.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
so much more. 's'GORGEOUS !! Color is so important. Life without it unthinkable. Thank you so much for sharing this beauty. Phyllis
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
this was laid out [wow---no pun intended] quite vividly and precisely, everything in its place, but that passion.......touch. untouch. .. .. .
touche'
ness
Love,
Chanti Lace
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.