Apr. 05, 2003 - 1:17 p.m.
If you would give me but a moment, there is a seed I would like to plant in your mind, an image that has teased me all throughout this day, and I want to share it with you.
Shades of grey hair and black entwined with a rakish touch of startling magenta bowed over cocktails. One long lean body encased in poured black leather sprawled out on dark cushions; the other body clad in pinstripes with curves in the most delicious places and half hidden in shadow; and two sets of dark eyes glowing. There's a languid grace to the small movements and adjustments, and occassionally a toss of hair or an exaggerated bodily gesture will give a fleeting glimpse of pale flesh or inked skin. There is this sibilant hiss to the murmurs that flow between the two of them, and a giggle surfaces from time to time that is just evil in it's insiduous sound, like innocence gone astray.
Smoke curls around the two forms almost as if it has a life of its own, wanting to play with these wicked children. A matched pair of Cheshire grins and devilish merriment can be found lurking on the hidden faces. And there is something taboo and erotic that draws every other eye in the room to these decadent creatures.
Can you see it now?
