Sequin Trail

Lonely hearts follow
the sequin trail
to their dreams
of exotic pleasure
behind curtains unseen.
Enticed by the sparkle
of the sequin trail
they move blindly forward
through the mystic veil.
Each step bringing them closer
to hear the romantic violins
of cupid’s fanfare
where they believe
love upon them will be born.

2 April 2011

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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