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| 'Der begehrliche Faun', 1867 by Mihály Zichy --------------------- |
oh gypsy, will you dance your theater for me
it was a dream
she wore certainty
inside a chaos
that drew me in...
her irises
were ornate
intricate
unexplainable(s)s
midnight approached
I saw her there, I said
I need you to take me
to a land of escape
preferably some vaudevillian
back alley portal
in gas lamp flicker
wear your eyes
a lined smoky come closer
with hypnotic dulcet shine
spread'em o'er the cobblestones
the corner wrought iron quiet housed
glistening, stabbed in fuzzy fingered
neon role plays and enticements, chance offstage
in a dark doorway waiting...
EJR ©
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