part 1 – la robe jaune

yes
i have seen
the dress –
that perfect combination of form
and function
and
holyoldfuckthatisalotofsexy –
before
in a picture
but can now
think of a better
thousand words
(or
moans)
i try to will
mr.nowistheperfecttimetoinvest
to abdicate his seat
and he does!
and she is sitting!
next to
me
the air changes
like right after
an afternoon thunder storm
exploding with
new possibilities
and
she smiles
and
everything else
everyone else
blurs into a mass of
not her
undulating cockblocks
build
into a cacophony
of disinterest
until
falling silent
as she speaks
lasso of words
pull me in
mood
vacillating
between swoon
and rawr
and
she puts her hand on my thigh…