The Lesson
Black sweeping brush strokes
experienced hands guiding
Inara watches
Spun brown threads of silk
dangling in the serene air
porcelain picture
Succulent berries
burnished by scattering light
kisses in waiting
Freezing airless night
gold and scarlet curtained space
two hands in friendship
Electricity
sparks flare in fiery want
ink drips unnoticed