Caviar Screams Poem by Tsani Jones

Let me take you for a ride.

Soft shell fantasies of a
Debutante,
A dillettante,
A caramel flesh-toned
Sugar cube on the
End of my tongue.

Tango our way
To the corner of my bed
And dissolve...

Light fires to burn
On a thousand hills,
And feel the heat of
Your skin create a thirst
The oceans can't quench.

Question what is real.
I'll take you there-
A world forgotten,
An Eden where love and
Desire flow like crystal rivers,

The champagne breakfast of your
Folly youth is a sour form
Of society's vinegar,
And God flows from your fingertips
With passion as heaven's wine.

It was all your dream.

Lands of horses and
Warriors and damsels,
But the snake coils
Around you, begging
To roam and feed.

Touch me where you hurt
Kiss me where you ache,
And fly through the limits
Of mind and space.

Go, little girl,
Wherever the flames take you
Because what you think is real
Is nothing more than life's bad painting

Yet still you sleep so beautiful.

The Destroyer comes for you.
I am the very God beyond
The flame and the heat of your fire.
As my eyes flutter
And my lips graze your thigh
With the universe on an eyelash

Time abandons you...
And in frozen solitude,

Dies.