Anonymous
Karyn Indurksy
Her satin maize hair hangs upon
her slim, narrow waist not covered
by fabric, but fully exposed to
his granite eyes crumbling into pebbles
before he nervously slides his fingers
through silk tousled raw sienna hair
as they feast upon her strapless
asparagus evening gown sequined delicately to
shine under the moonlit path whispering
gently to her cerulean eyes to
lead her closer to this awaiting man,
who is dressed in khaki slacks
and a telephone wire black shirt
with his coordinating black dress shoes,
wanting desperately to sweep her off
high-heeled feet to carry her protectively
home with him to live in his
log cabin house with a fireplace
crackling wood into ashes as it
heats up just warm enough for
their bodies to rejoice solitude in
a chaotic world shunning shelter with
its natural disasters destroying everything lying
remotely in its way to destruction,
but it matters not as she
steps forward to accept his proposal
of marriage and wraps her crushed
velvet arms around his neck for
their paradise of love to begin.