Sunday, February 01, 2015

happenstance
       by private entry
             these words
                       bitingly
                               and entwined
          with wool coat 
                    and leather elbow patches
                          some fair smiles
                                and scented arms
                    afraid of none
                              with Gewurtztraminer rhymes
                                      bowing on the glass
                                             breathing lightly
                                                  the words

 and assuredly finding keys
                       in some crowded hallway
                                 none the wisest
                     to a speedy escape
                                and air conditioned hotel room