Inamorata

After drinks,    
I  
Only    
Remember    
Being    
Blindfolded    
And    
The night    
Getting her    
Upper frontal    
Nudity    
All around    
The room    
For me.    
(Quick witted breasts)  
Shards    
Of light    
Steadied    
On some    
Cowering    
Inamorata;    
Placed    
In foreboding    
Mode:    
Distal to    
Sound    
Meshed    
Between    
The glow    
Of beaded    
Discretion-    
Infiltrating
Both    
The sacred,    
As well as,    
The profane.