Towering behemoths shadow the patio
as we sip on sweaty drinks.
Elegance can be as simple a thing
as a black dress flowing over you.
Desire has brought me to this place.
It would do more if you let it.
Illumination softens the red
of your lips, a slight smear
on the glass. You excuse
yourself for a moment,
my gaze fixes upon you,
a natural state of hypnosis.
When you return our
uttered words close the space
between us further and further
until it no longer remains.
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