Jazz: Rhapsody in You (pt. 16) — As If

(inspired by Langston Hughes’ “Desire”)

In
The
Dancing
Dark, no doubt
Painted in shadows
Of our mingling limbs intertwined,
As if we were grapes on a vine waiting to be picked

We
Are
Embers
Of embrace
Igniting the black
Chill of night with molten kisses
That travel the trek of our trunks until sound colors

The
Walls
Of this
Naked room
With beautiful moans
That roam and linger there, as if
To unrecite the silent whispers of the stale air.

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