Zygote

a poem by Jayati

The easy going art
Charmingly smart
Asked me for a date
Excited, first I refused
Then innocently agreed:
Went for dinner, dance
Drenched in metal thread
Trademark yarn, ‘lurex.’
My armband, Mr Handsome.
Dressed in licentious skill
Holding license, ‘will,’ real.
Wearing him as necklace
Honey through our ears,
Dreamy half closed lids,
Music intoxicant, we swayed.
Joy slipped through the veins deep into our hearts;
Perceptions, mixing in blood, reached the brain cells.
Touching gargantuan in voodoo razzmatazz
Twinkle of an eye, reduced gamete, we were.