The melodies of floating violas
enraptured the steadfast candles
into giggling wicks of flickering blush
and swayed into panic by a rush of
prancing sommeliers in dressed tables,
delightfully excused the spilling Beaujolais into crystal
bouquets of merry puddles; splashing over
a Strauss waltz of laced oxfords, stilettos and polished toenails,
dancing the indigo sea of Persian carpet into a gusto of encores.
Its ravished waves washing up
aphrodisiacal bivalves sucked from cusped shells
in rhythmic slurps of ecstasy; guffaws and high fives
ignoring the great chambers of decorum.
Ostentatious derrieres wrapped in evening finery
chafing the shaved legs and salty oxters balancing the double chins
and heaving breasts nested midst a stiffening of tuxedos
on the antiquated oaks of Chippendales
where ruby pouts succumbed to the wafting flocks of passing petal-winged
perfumes bound for the powered nosed water closets
after the rippling ripples of sipping consommé.
Succulent fowl of broiled art displayed on sterling salvers
steaming the silver service
with delicious obedience to the silent awes
of ruminating randy aristocrats in the spiced
portfolios of the chef-d\'œuvre.
Oozy whisperings oozed from luring smiles melting the
ice-cream of strawberry sighs into milky mellow secrets,
flooding the temperature with a humid vermillion.
The heated aura lingered in the polite suggestions
of nibbling biscuits seducing the silky Camembert
as the patient Vinho do Porto held out; hovering close
to the decanted aromas.
Sublime eau de vie supped in elegant digestif mellowing on
leathers of Poltrona Frau to Habana plumes rising and
embracing the branching chandeliers swaying over tingling appreciations
whilst biding adieus to weary violas - the daring drapes
drew from the bantering windows as Parisian
winds blew in from the flashing paparazzi. Coupled
desires fled the scene through the nightly
pace; rouge-like with fullness bound recklessly
for the lust ridden pieds-à-terre of night caps.
Abandoning pressed apparel;
casting etiquette overboard from a well sprung tempestuous
four-poster. Pig like squeals and grunts applauding the
mating season’s sweat, spit and sticky stuff in the aftertaste
of untipped cigarettes and spilt infidelity
on the silk sheets of repentant nightmares in snorting slumber.
Fin