Revelation In Black

Can barely stand this one-room dive
The solitude and wasted thoughts
His craving for a femme fatale
A vision in black leather and lace
 
She joins him at high midnight
Joins him in a Cuervo Gold
A toast to possibility
A glass raised to revelation
 
She deftly tightens the restraints
Still allowing him to breathe
Gradually he feels the burn
But, by God, so much to learn...

Photo:  Sharon Stone