le chat noir    iv/v 

Almond eyes,
shine dark and sultry.
Caramel smooth,
the tongue drools tasty.
The sizzle ignites.
Shooting fire,
burning up the sky.
Rainbow of colors,
resembles the 4th of July.
Caribbean nights,
palms swaying in the breeze.
Bourbon Street blues,
in New Orleans.
Salsa dancing,
tossing beads for a peek.
Little bird now perched,
waiting in her seat.
The look says it all…
‘Shut the fuck up and bring me those balls’