Bordello Nights

Posted on October 20, 2013 by Helen

Fractured dark
Listless, languorous
Not a spark
Eyes delirious
Hold secrets within
Long limbs leading
Down to sin

How they loved
Bordello nights
What they proved
Lingerie of finest
Quality and grace
Wear your mask
Hide your face

Rooms don’t know
Morning’s brittle light
Time runs so slow
Butterflies emerge from
This cold cocoon
Youth and beauty
Lost too soon
Too soon

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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6 Responses to Bordello Nights

  1. Michael's avatar summerstommy2 says:
    October 20, 2013 at 6:30 pm

    Lovely Helen with some great images conjured in my mind. The sins of the flesh are a good subject, as here is so much to write about.

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  2. John W. Howell's avatar John W. Howell says:
    October 20, 2013 at 10:50 pm

    This sounds like a place to avoid. . .well maybe not.

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  3. Skye's avatar Skye says:
    October 21, 2013 at 8:26 am

    Hmmmm….yes, definitely a place to avoid. Well done, Sis!!

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