Untitled 7

Red Light, Patron of Sin
Flickering in the Hours
of the Sensuous Libertine:
Under Distant Moons,
Unabashed Comrades of Aphrodite,
Full Bodied and Infinite,
Surrender to a Sordid Affair
with New York City:
Dressed in Aquatic Glitters,
Nefarious Gazes Upon Piquant Faces:
Observe the Fervor,
of their Blushing Bosoms,
Ignited by Cathartic Melodies,
Sultry Synths Briefly Relieving them
From the Confines of Enduring Malady:
Each Note,
Weaving Through Loosened Limbs,
Like a Current of Desire,
Invoking a Million Hypnotic Dances,
Rich and Robust
With Magik and Lust.