The neon pink hand beckons the night
as the clock sways to midnight blue.
His time has come to assume a disguise, puckering cherry
lips and setting the wig on his head. Glitter
dances across the golden ringlets, velvet
hugs his silicone bosom like a faery.
Jack piles more makeup on his face, with faery
eyes that shimmers night,
he grabs his red velvet
bag as he closes the door to the blue
feelings that he’s left inside. For the glitter
emotions dipped in cherry
wine and spread across pallid thighs, convert to cherry
cream resting on ethereal faery
wings that covet glitter
dreams of passionate nights
spent in burning bliss. The blue
tears no longer dripping on the velvet.
Drinking champagne from cupped hands, velvet
scarves pin his lover to the cherry
bed, until he begs for more. The blue
emotions disappear like unchained faeries.
Flying into the lusty night
dusting his lover’s eyes with Star Dust glitter.
Sensuous fingers trace over glittered
flesh, pouring scalding wax from velvet
candles. His lover whimpers into the night
as Jack toys with a candied cherry.
He now has the power of faeries
to kiss away the broken blues.
The clock has struck. It’s time for the blue
veils to fall upon the glittered
fantasies of his soul, his faery
wings have been singed, his red velvet
bag carries the remains of his cherry
pits, to remind him of sadistic nights.
The hour has come to assume the blue disguise until tomorrow night
When he can douse himself with glitter, fill his palms with cherries,
And transform into a lovely faery that whispers poetry in ears like velvet.
Did you enjoy this poem? You can find this poem and many others in Bleed Like Me: Poems for the Broken
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