Just for you
Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 4:07 pm
Just for you
Gasping fish loses its head
as wasabi prickles the
back of my nose.
Cuban cigar, my eyes water
through an alcohol
dream-ache view.
You take my hand to drag
me through cacophony
nightscape sounds.
Bosendorfe tones sharpen
my awareness honed
in a spinning room.
I caress the rather phallic
microphone; and sing
like an angel….
~*~
Gasping fish loses its head
as wasabi prickles the
back of my nose.
Cuban cigar, my eyes water
through an alcohol
dream-ache view.
You take my hand to drag
me through cacophony
nightscape sounds.
Bosendorfe tones sharpen
my awareness honed
in a spinning room.
I caress the rather phallic
microphone; and sing
like an angel….
~*~
My only trouble is the verse before it. I often find my senses dulled by alcohol instead of honed, and that any noise has to be piercing to get through my muddled head. Meh, that could just be me, though. 
I liked the sounds "wasabi","dream-ache view", etc. And the last strophe was very well put! 