Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

To be honest

The white room

Seemed larger

Than the average

Gallery

Quite remarkably

White in fact

Indeed it contrasted

Sharply

With the grey and

Magnificently

Boring world outside

From where any

Individual

Might seek refuge if

They were so inclined

Cold marble and

Bleached oak skirting

Seemed to create

An illusion of both

Space and purity

On this occasion though

A young man and

A woman

Both wet and windswept

Each sought shelter

Independently

Of each another and the

Extreme weather

Outside the white room

No sooner had they

Entered though

They were bathed in light

From each direction

Yet both ignored

The pulsing crystal

Set in a clasp of

Some rare metal

And gazed instead

Directly

At the white wall

Just off centre

He admiring and she

More curiously

Regarding

The blood red stain

Upon the

White wall of the white room

Despite this particular

Observation

Each was also

Conscious of the other

Of the steam that rose

From raincoats

Plus the tiny pools

Of water

That collected on

The mirrors and

The fact that they

Were strangers

Seemingly alone together

In the white room

A fraction later

Without any

Obvious movement

Or emotion and

Unaccustomed

As they were

To feeling comfortable

The couple were compelled

To change

Their positions

In the white room

The young women knelt

Then drew both her knees

Together

Resting buttocks upon

Her heels just like

Our Lady of the Alter

Then raised her eyes

In order to accommodate

The young man

Who stood before her

Arching backwards

His hands both clutching

Breast and shoulders

Beneath the lapels of

Her raincoat and

Eventually collapsing

Across the back and

The shoulders

Of the kneeling woman

Then rising slowing

And still shaking

The young man

Gazed down at the

Now reclining woman

And noticed how her

Black skirt had

Somehow parted

Along the line of some

Invisible seam

Of how the whites of thighs

Were calling and how

They did contrast

With the black sheen of

Silk stocking top

And of course

The white floor

Of the white room

The young man then

Proceeded

To further part

The torn black skirt

While the woman

Probed and fingered

Her secret garden

Moments later

The young man grasped

The woman’s

Frantic hand and

Held it fast

And for the first time

Their eyes met fully

As she pleaded

And he resisted

Both her wanting

And his temptation

To plunge himself

Into her hunger

The couple then

Were naked

Having discarded all

Damp clothing

In favour of more

Intimate embrace

The woman gasped

And took the young man

In both hands to

Please both herself

And the stranger

Within the cool whiteness

Of white room

Then there was

No more teasing

No cautious penetration

Fuck me echoed

Round the white room

And the young man

Obeyed precisely

Meeting the first

Of her contractions

With an aftertaste of

Watered honey

Some time later

A small explosion

Shook the white room

And the young couple

Both exhausted

Removed themselves

From one another

Then after allowing

A moment

To rest and regain

Their composure

The young couple

Hastily gathered

All their clothing and

Dressed in silence

Though each was

Tempted to ask

For an address or

Telephone number

Both resisted

And then without

Further glance or contact

The strangers made

Their way toward

The exit

Pausing only to remove

Their credit cards

From the slot beneath

The sleeping crystal

In the centre

Of the white room

Outside it was still

Raining and so

The young woman

Hopped on a bus

And wondered why

She had never taken

Advantage of

The white room before

Elsewhere

A young man lifted

His collar

Sucked hard on a

Cigarette and smiled

Knowing there was still

A full half hour before

Rainbow Rooms Incorporated

Was scheduled to close

For the weekend…