Traveling with her girl on a train

up the  coast in their best dress.

From a holiday on Gold Beach 

off the capitol city.

Traveling back to Albemarle City 

with breathtaking views of the sea.

There is one man in the car with them.

Enjoying all the view.

 

Well-dressed fellow with a look of 

no particular place to be.

But looking to be invited.

A single bed.

The windows facing the street.

And white tiled bathroom floor 

with a claw foot tub.

 

They smile and whisper looking at him

looking amorous at the duo.

To begin with grin.

The place to him and themselves.

I am the Metropolitan.

Evolution of man that rise a better

version of what driven me mad,

then understanding consumption.

 

Adapt to their embarrassment of riches.

There are those yet to savage like between us.

Love is free market.

They come out in number like the

pictures and the stories. G©

I get the spoils and what 

sequential from the layers.

Parting all there is to 

mix in the secretion.

Tinge of romance

and in exchange chivalrous.

invite me play nice.

 

They fancy opportunist.

Where he is and aint 

and up in arms.

She’s perfectly turned.

A trope I can impress on the pose 

as much as one man. 

 

I scrubbed the lonely from the place.

Still musk of it.

This garden is nightmare.

She sew impressed,

Sound of laughter. Music. 

Her most fetching. 

 

The arena is supine.

Charged element spoke to life.

Stages of admiration 

and denial run to frenzy.

I’m head and shoulders.

 

It turn burlesque.

A jagged fond.

Appreciate the macabre.

Lonely grow into conviction.

Repeat acts of wild 

in your dynamism.

Thrill of congress.

Age and time.

Affection and touch.

Kindness and light.

The longer the lonely

the loss of self.

Guided hand and reverence.  

The aftermath it kills. G©