Both Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Flawed in the garden of lust
Slithering for your black high heels
IN love with the image of a feathered Siren
Silk streets and fishnet shores
Please play the role?

Horses in dreams of Greek tragedy
Fear rides with horned chariots
Egyptian gold masks
Black leather whip pedicure
Your dressed like a cobra

We walk toward the Wailing Wall
These illusions must go on the altar
She whispers, “I will be your sapphire”
You want a good girl but lust a bad one
She smiles, “I will be both”