Why Desire Rhymes With Fire

A fragrance of strawberry pervades the city and syntax turns aquatic. Now wine pours blue and rinses mud from eyes buried in work-boots. This means a season of coitus. The couple flutters past the purple curtains of their window, and the great thumb and forefinger pin their flame-tinctured wings against the moon. Fireflies now inhabit caryatids. Lighthouse at the tip of cigarette. Sphinx holding a bouquet of roses and the mantra of the staircase and garret which brims over with the fragrance of fruit. The boy scribbled plum and sky against the white construction paper. Scribbled and the paper opened. Lianas, bewitched. A weather like syntax became humidity. Words proved to be water, and just as ambulatory. The boy was laughing. The jilted bride picked up the pillow with His name embroidered. She put the pillow to her ear. Heard an alarm-clock ring. The white gulls in the wind desired, then expired.