• Crushed velvet
    Smothered in lace
    Strewn with musky silk
    A needles point lays in wait
    Pins scattered on the ground
    A lifeless form
    Flowing and gray
    Watches from afar
    The light scent of perfume
    And the roses in the window
    Dusky light pours through
    And sets dust dancing
    A forgotten treasure
    Works of art strewn ‘round
    Look beneath the dresser
    They’re there too
    A whirlwind of dancers
    Unseen inside their guises
    Twirl across the floor