We’re masquerading, but
my sequins scatter
I’m coming undone
My petticoats are pinching
The chemise is clinging
I scrub at my
painted smile
It’s smeared
This corset
cracks my ribs
Your cravat looks tight, darling
Let me loosen it
with my teeth
Let’s slip into the chilled night
before the satin suffocates
Find an acove
tangled in lilacs, where I can
touch your face
Let our eyes waltz, before
our lips tango
Shed your
silk gloves, and
undo my bodice
Forget your etiquette
Let your hands roam
While we wait for all the
pearls and pocket watches
to clear the ballroom
We’ll only stay out
until the moon sets
Then we’ll twirl
across the empty
Spanish tile
The ceiling soars while
our shoes whisper
No stars inside, but
my tears will shimmer
for us
Wipe them for me, dearest
But don’t ask where they’re from
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Author:
Berniece (
Online)
- Published: August 14th, 2025 10:17
- Category: Love
- Views: 2
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