Stilettos move the silence
a graceful chiffon wave lingers
red lipstick and long lashes
An apparition of 80’s beauty
Valentino vibes linger in the dark
She turns towards nothing
Unable to resist, moving towards her
the distance between us
A chasm one would dare not to breach
Wine bottle red lips and long pencil legs
falling into another dream
The apparition fades, and I am hot, alone