Monday, May 21, 2012

The Underwear Party

A single pink rose stands out
among gerbera daisies,
teasing the vegan chocolate cake,
and competing with the white zinfandel,
watching the talking women:

A nervous woman enters wearing leopard tights
that hug her legs like an intimate friend,
daring her to change her identity.

A round woman dons navy blue lingerie
and a purple sweater that gently
caresses her luxurious shoulders.

Black lace teases the tops of a daring lady’s thighs,
as she revels in the illicit feeling
of wearing almost nothing.

A confused woman sports boxers
that serve as a reminder of
a first-name only night before.

They dip banana slices and
pieces of strawberry
in warm chocolate
that falls in loving drips
onto their fingers.           

Sugary mulled sangria,
or a cup of pink champagne
bubbles happily in the hands of
these smiling women.

The heat is cranked up
and they lounge on
a pink pillow, an orange couch,
a feetless purple armoire –

Sheets of purple fabric
with a very subtle flower pattern
pose as curtains
and wink at the pink rose
as she silently watches
and revels in her own nudity.

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