Dear Listener....

[After 6 solid months of writers' block, I guess its a decent start...]

Words, many words woven into a  fantastic tale

 embroidery giving life to a tapestry, ornate

An anecdote to complement the best vintage wine

The frowns, laughs and sighs so perfectly timed

And the captivating melody of her mirthful voice

As she casts that unearthly spell with such ethereal poise

Oh listener, how perfect this evening seems

As you swallow the elixir of her childish dreams

And you wander, lustful, in her enchanted world

As she fuels her lies with well chosen words

And if ever she pauses for a slow sip of wine

Oh! how you die to hear how her fantasy unwinds

Oh listener, for a moment, break free of the spell

The truth is whispered behind the lies words can tell

Hear the clatter of the china when her white fingers shake

The tinkling of her jewels speak of the laughter she fakes

The rustle of her handkerchief, as she tries wipe her sweat

The  tapping of her high heels, the swishing of her plait

Oh listener, please listen to the story she tells

The one that she hides in words rehearsed so well

For such gruesome tales her voice cannot speak

And yet, beneath the lies, to speak her heart seeks

Its the truth, dear listener,that she wishes to share

Are you courageous enough to listen to her?