Spellbound
Publisher: Jocelyn Shaw
Published: 2012
Description: Endearment
This is the Night after the Day
and all that come to mind is you
reasons only left to stand alone
say nothing more
only listen to the reasons I bring and you'll find endearment lingers after the words, so fine
not a movement that doesn't adhere to my heart 
awaiting the love
you're the reason I bring the words even if they were of the last breathe to gesture 
of lines and words of measure into the next night after the day and all that comes to mind 
standing alone from all other 
into endearment 
that will not depart
the sun of the day 
the moon of the night 
and all of its rays
all of the orbits that Saturn could hold, could not turn away
You

Excerpt... 

(Black Harlequin)
The day out…SpellboundThe Black Harlequin
Ebony’s shadow
crept up like the rising sun
casting a hue in the night air
only separated by the breeze and whispers
carried by lids visioning what’s
to come to past moments later
The faint hairs on his skin stood alongside
the scent of Ellis 360, or was it Deisel?, and last nights dress
lips circumferenced, collared and pinned with
the expense of chocolate diamonds
no one spared of the elegance
Classy, GQ
just her taste
lingering on as she slid silk slivers of the orient
across the dancehall legs
just his taste, just as he remembered
the twisted shay of those same legs
dancing to his words
whispers across the hue that
still lingered, carried by lids visioning
ago, miss me till shadows catch up with the performers
The wind seemed to carry back
notes of the events
dates, times and episodes
investigation, pursuits and dance beats
hot ringers and quickies
The Miami sun embracing the beachside waters
the only vice is what didn’t happen
or the loss in time from hesitating on the trigger
lipstick on his collar,
he sees as he glances from the glass shower doors
hours from his flight in and
two more nights from his flight out
The water pebbles as it collects on the shower floor
he 360s to collect the absent jewelry
then oils and dusts for the evening layering the flowers of the men’s collection
against layers of black cotton linens tailored to rib and bone
he tried to focus and concentrate on the business dailies
but noticed hairs from her fur trimmed sheer robe had clung to his slacks from the night ends
disrupting the disparate egotism that had draped him from shower to this hour now thoughts of holding onto the endeavors of last measures dance
held his thoughts and it was time to ring the alarm
chirps sang from her phone as she entered the master room of the suite
sliding next to the valve of Cuba Snake 075
that set the wheels into motion in that very spot
His voice rhythmed in on her phone
a deep, raspy male note appreciating her
tasteful and careful delights in welcoming him in
prior to today’s wallpapered hours
falling down like the digital code of her
computer and work that excused her from this morning’s lover hangover
only her eyes did not tell of an overdose but
wings of passion borderless,
she was planning to hold the next 12 hours with 
Ebony
the only bars hold was the developments
on where this night’s sky traveled overseas
His voice opened like his letters preceding their
collective bargaining power
Notes of the events
dates, times and episodes
investigation pursuits and dance beats
hot ringers and quickies
promissory notes to get her to the destination
promissory notes of persuasive negotiation
promissory notes to hold
voyeurism echoed the notes hoping the deal would go over
She ended the conversation with an open invitation