Red velvet carpet
painted over sidewalk ribbons
gray ribbons tied in pretty bows
in her hair
leading from doorstep to doorstep
I have an image there, in a third eye
bathe in the nightly shroud
she is cleansed of her sins...if only for a little while
penetration
into me, she has taken my senses away
to allow them playtime
frolic in night's breath
I can dream in multiple directions
and here I rest, at street level...