her pieces arrested his attentionthough
he was keenly attentive
he dreamed
he all of himhis dreamed-self dreaming-self
kept an eye outan eye peeled Obrother
truly paid out dividends earlier this morning
the only way he could explain it after huddling with his dream cohorts was
artful
she was artful
soulful
she was his
shed never come to him this way
before she was delectable
came in tidbits pieces
they descended into a massive collapsedelastic
brick chimney on iron ladder rungs he went
first
in its very belly ovenlike its face had given waycrumbled beyond it they saw lush greenfoliage woven with
scented colouredflowers that in turnabove their bobbingheads revealed a rustsandyellow
beach a paleblue whitesurficing sea
the softearth under their feet was madeup of
blownsand cinder driedpetals slivers of fretted seagrass flinteddeaddry leaves
they could smelled the
tart saltwater mingling with the flowers
they undressed
naked he turned her to the
iron rungs
she placed a foot on one held another with both hands
leaning forwardhe leaned over her rump against her smelled her
neck through her jetblack hair
reaching downforward to her leg
on the iron he gentlytouched her behind
the knee
art happened
he could only see her through his hand asif an eye grew there
for his eyes went black
the blindness was erotic
slowly deliberately he ran his
fingers across her skin tickling her
he saw her in segments frames
a slow montage
collage
decollage unstuck
affiches lecerees
she disassembled as he touched her
a sensual unmade quilt
the insides of her thighs
stem of her spine
her hollowsVenus dimples armpits collarbones
the plump sides
of her breasts underbreast brushed her aureoles teased
her nipples
gingerlytouched
her lips her nose brow
felt the insides of her elbows
he placed his hands on top of
herstheir fingers laced
mergingthey became one
b 4 7AM, Saturday,
4 2. 23
1352, Saturday
Beatles Something
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNavPZ8GA6I
