Blissful Ambush

Blissful Ambush

 

 

smoky alliance,

the barfly sips her martini

the spider chases a maraschino dream

in his apricot sour,

 

conversation weaves itself into a dim lit hotel room

silky resonance of neon passion,

last call words slip under covers

hands speak nuances,

spill onto coasters of intimacy

 

we drain our glasses

with wined and dined lips

and one too many sips 

of love,

 

coercing each other into the web of a night

that may have no tomorrow,

 

but for now, we simply spin tales

of conjecture,

and hush the wondering

with lethal contact. 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

10/17/15

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

Waiting for Mr. Goodbar comes to mind due to that last line. Loved the entire apéritif moments. Expertly shaken not stirred creating a moment or two in time where all else is forgotten.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such a weird flick that was, but diane keaton was amazing...and she was a teacher...mmm those teachers, never know...do ya?
thanks for your words, Anne.
j.

[h d e rushin]

we take to the future all the things that today we cant find likenesses to. Dreams I think we call them.
Any conjecture for the future becomes an interpretation of omens; an ictus so recurring and so
rhythmic that it starts to sound like love, even if it isn't. Passion makes all desire moot.

I guess it can be a lethal thing....greatly thoughout my friend. dana

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful review, and kind words.

j.

[RomaJ]

with such sups of aromatic decadence mixed in with silken conversations
always leads to a passionate night.

I love the words you've woven in this piece, Jacob.

Beautiful and intoxicating.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Roma.

j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob, spinning webs of lustful sips
and spiders chasing maraschino cherries ...
The perfect poem of Neon passion...
In Las Vegas ... truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Pat.

j.

[Philip Muls]

The intimacy of bars and hotel rooms, you capture it well here.
Smoky, nuances, hush...all creates a certain atmosphere.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Philip...

j.

[Leslie Philibert]

Fantastic, visual poem, I can hear the bar piano tinkling evergreens, and the conjunctive, the open story
ahead. Fine work as ever from Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Leslie.
j..

[alifeacoustic]

Wonderful lines here Jacob. I would give an example if they weren't all as equally good, but the ending, hush the wondering with lethal contact is perfect. We all take for now when we can't see the horizon.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, alife.
j.