Rhapsody In Purple
'Rhapsody in Blue'
cascaded from the stereo speakers
swamped and swooning with sound.
'Cocktail dahling? ' you enquired teasingly
bending to kiss me.
I held on to your every word with baited breath.
I was ecstatically elated.
You divested yourself
of your outside attire
a flame red dress that had seemed on fire
(of which...I had...greatly admired)
but now lay extinguished on the kitchen floor
so that I could see
you wore
not only the purple stockings
of the night before
but purple(crotch less) panties
and a purple push-up bra.
You smiled sweetly
(half knowingly half innocently)
poised.. posed
all cocky...hands on hips...head tilted
slightly to the left.
'I can see...you like...what you see!
but what about the colour?
I mean...is it really me?
You pouted...pirouetted prettily.
'Purple...? '
I pursed my lips and paused:
(as if I even had to consider it) .
'Purple...I adore! '
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poem by Dónall Dempsey
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