Duck Sauce

[anirbas]

Above your loft apartment
on the rooftop we sit
Chinese take out cartons
strewn between us we share
with your placid tabby cat

Neon colors light our night
paint our cheeks
with a rainbow glow
unseen traffic noise
and the dusky notes
of a saxophone
wafting from an open
window serenade
our first kiss...

Then our next...

And our next...

My hair is bleached blonde
my lips are blood red
your face is smeared
with duck sauce
and vermillion

Tomorrow, you will still not know
for sure, who I was that night...
But, I will remember these moments
long after you are gone
and my golden hair
has returned to auburn.

[aims]

exalt!!!!!

[anirbas]

Thanks millions, Amy. Trying to get back into the swing of writing, I've searched in odd places for my bemusement...LoL...
This was actually a piece inspired from an eighties movie I was watching...Can you guess which one it might have been I was peering at?

[phantasm]

I have no idea what the movie was, was it a 'chick flick?'
Not bad, btw.  You've still got the writing bug.

[anirbas]

Well, not sure if it was considered a "chick flick" or not. I was doing an eighties inspired movie marathon...LoL...The movie that gave me the itch to write, was 'Desperately Seeking Susan', of all things. I was going for eighties comedy movies...Good to know you still consider me as having the writing bug. Sometimes, I wonder. I write so little these days. Of course, I didn't use to have a full time job, either...LoL...Thanks for the read, Dave.