Black Velvet

Smooth velvet
wraps her skin
and bones
in a cheap
silhouette
of black night
suppressing emotions
with each sip
of cocktail
from her
red-stained lips.

Her lower lip
throbs with
pulse vibrating
of memories
burning
with a candle
lighting her
affair
underneath
dancing shadows
and foggy breaths.

She remembers
his lips locking
hers in a
heat of fog
and treating
her body
as a paper doll
crumbling
beneath
naked emotions
and strings
unattached
to heart stones.

Cold and detached
from emotion
stringing
commitment
along a thin wire
electrocuting
connections
and degrading
a woman’s body
as black velvet.

Smooth to touch
on the
surface
but cold
to boney fingers
caressing her silhouette
and biting lower lip
with clenched teeth.

Never wear
black velvet
for a man
without
emotion.

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