Saigon Red

She’s wearing my shade––
Saigon Red,
a stop sign against cotton skin.

Across the crowded event,
her well-preserved porcelains,
a dress like french architecture––
spongy stucco below an arched updo.
Her glances, cherry firewood.

I smell, sip, then slurp an oyster
watching the evening’s pearl.
Oh, how I long to shuck her.
Call it drug addiction, but my new mission
is to reunite these orphan twins.

I’ll play the beggar with a familiar grin.
Mouths may be prophets, and
we will absolve each other’s sins.

As she approaches,
I can barely veil my veneration,
strike up conversation
until the tender sparks
connect our mouths.

Color reincarnation.

Written for Art of Seduction 3/22

20 responses to “Saigon Red”

GraceoftheSun

Wow. Amazing poem, powerful imagery. Love it.💕

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you kindly, Grace. 💋
  
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  1. GraceoftheSun
    
    My pleasure, K💕
    
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the blighter’s rock

“Mouths may be prophets, and
we will absolve each other’s sins.” what a phrase

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you. I feel it may be a paraphrased biblical sort of phrase from my early days, but it works so well here. Thanks for commenting. I’m a huge admirer of your poetry. 💜
  
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ben Alexander

Wow, a gorgeous write, KK ❤

~David

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you, David. I had fun in slipping in Saigon details. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
  
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utahan15

cerise
red
inside of ma head!

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Flare’d up feelings
  unsaid.
  
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  1. utahan15
    
    he tries to evoke self pity. waste of time and not very witty
    
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Layla Todd

Beautiful, sensual writing so alive with imagery! ❤

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Layla. I tried to conjure up all the senses of the place and put it into a kiss.
  
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Tom

Wonderful luxurious descriptions – paints such a vivid sensory scene! 🙂

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Tom. Regal red lips. It’s hard to look away when someone wears it well.
  
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  1. Tom
    
    You know how to spoil us with such beautiful verses 🙂
    
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  2. K. Hartless
    
    As do you with these comments. Thank you. 💜
    
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johnlmalone

what a sensuous photo and phrase, Saigon Red.; love the eroticized imagery 🙂

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tiffanyarpdaleo

So many great lines!!! You make me want to be young again! 😂😉

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1. K. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Tiff. You seem the type that never truly ages.💜
  
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Bridgette

What a vivid and sensual poem. These lines are just so good:
“Mouths may be prophets, and
we will absolve each other’s sins”
❤️❤️❤️

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