Beauty

 

slivers of glorious colour wound around

her fat brown neck

 

lying languid against glistening skin

the heat made it shimmer and shimmy

 

her abundant body swayed

followed moves

a hundred years’ old

 

her hands wove stories

lovers

adversaries

villains

 

they dance from her fingers

run down her luscious, plump arms

surrender to her cleavage

slide down her belly

 

some are eaten by ‘wild dogs’

some make it further past

the gates of paradise

 

                                                                   zig

zagging

 

down

her

thighs

to her                                                           pointed

                                                                               toes

where they bound

 into the haze

 

the coloured fragments of her necklace

float off her neck

spin into the future…