The Voyeur’s Plea
The rush of blood to cheek, the widening pupils
glace as the last bit of setting sun—he seeks to waylay.
Oh stay, upon the water-frozen in rouge,
tickled with the fallen lash of brush stoke
upon the quivering Thames.
Sable soft the architectural edges of Old Ben,
the Parliament and the Tower’s horrors
with candy-colored daubs of lavender;
as mistress maid, the night: lips day recedes,
casting down the guise of shyness
with fading shards of impudent
Oh, stroke me so—pleads the voyeur
to bank-born Monet; he douses day
with avatars of nascent night
Deborah Guzzi is a healing facilitator specializing in Shiatsu and Reiki. She writes for Massage and Aromatherapy publications. She travels the world seeking writing inspiration. She has walked the Great Wall of China and visited Nepal (during the civil war), Japan, Egypt (two weeks before “The Arab Spring”), Peru, and France (during December’s terrorist attacks). Her poetry appears in Magazines: here/there: poetry in the UK, Existere - Journal of Arts and Literature in Canada, Tincture in Australia, Cha: Asian Literary Review, Hong Kong, China, Eunoia in Singapore, Latchkey Tales in New Zealand, Vine Leaves Literary Journal in Greece, mgv2>publishing in France, RedLeaf Poetry, India and Travel by the Book, Ribbons: Tanka Society of America Journal, Sounding Review, The Aurorean, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, Liquid Imagination, Poetry Quarterly, and others in the USA.
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