Market

Scene erupts, then blank: lights frenetically strobing 

Scents invading senses; verging on ribald delirium 

Lace thread of unification: pleasures of Empyrean 

Bass metronome for passion: lips curiously probing 

Rhythmic bodies; swaying as reeds in violent storm

Awkward smiles bely carnal intent; desire thinly veiled 

Behaviours unedited; come sunrise much to mourn

Rhythmic hands boldly wander; elation if prevailed