Original DDE™ surrealistic art entitled “Paris Beauty” by: rob kistner © 9/10/24
Quietly she sits
aglow in Paris evening
filtering through
the translucent awning
of this charming
sidewalk cafe
the lonely lady looks sad
but so very beautiful
her face
a fetching pale rose
as the embracing golden vespers
displays its full glory
a singular teary beauty
radiant as a pearl
under the cherry moon
an intoxicating vision
cocktail in hand
I want so to approach her
tell her how seductive she looks
how she stirs my desire
but I hesitate
I fear she’d consider
my fervent advance
an indecent proposal
I don’t want the coming twilight
to turn a lecherous purple
when what I feel
is passion’s vivid red
yes — I am excited by her
more and more
on fire
she has a classic look
sexy — but vintage sophisticated
one of Ziegfeld’s elegant showgirls
I’m but a lesser soul
the postman
a poor schlep
out here fighting daily
to make a living
on this battlefield earth
most certainly
not in her class
not this goddess
but I’m swept away
mesmerized by her beauty
the graceful lines of her face
her lithe feline form
slender fingers
caress the stem
of her martini glass
like a captivating
catwoman
she is utterly spellbinding
if she ever turns my way
looks into my eyes
and smiles
well then…
if I’m found dead
I’ll know who killed me
it is this
Aphrodite of the corner cafe
this Venus of the street-side apéritif
…because I’ll likely have a heart attack
I’ll probably shrivel — right here
my hair
turning fifty shades of grey
and my dust blow away
but really
I would not mind
because what I’m imagining
at this moment
would make for such a wonderful
“la petite mort” *
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* Little Death — French expression for love’s climax
rob kistner © 2022
edited revision © 2024
2022 Poetry at: dVerse
2024 Poetry at: dVerse
These are the movie titles featured in this poem, in the oder they appear: Shining Through, The Lonely Lady, Under the Cherry Moon, Cocktail, Indecent Proposal, Color of Night, Showgirls, The Postman, Battlefield Earth, Swept Away, Catwoman, I Know Who Killed Me, Fifty Shades of Grey