Cyndi K. Gacosta
A Quiet Pandemonium - Poem by Cyndi K. Gacosta
She mounts above the flames, sways her hips
to the rhythm of a ballad doused in liquored laughter.
She tumbles in the dark then reaches out
her hot palm around your stiff neck
then travels down to your chest.
Her playful fingers
unbutton and undress you
then suddenly as it had appeared
Her laughter dies out
into a silent and twilight stupor.
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