This is a safe place
A place for retreat
A place for dreams &
The excesses of phantasy
The rituals here are pleasant
Warm oils, soft music; poetry
Of the spheres, lovers in evocative
Gowns and even stronger perfumes
Time moves as slowly as you wish
Hesitates, on occasion & sometimes
Comes to a halt completely, while those
Faltering are able to regain their composure
Fanciful thoughts are warmly welcomed
Soft conversations; slik gents, in felt fedora’s
Aroma’s of cuban cigars, such that the beautiful
Young ladies are equally voluptuously entertained
This is a secret place, for all is hidden mischievously
The joys of such camouflage adorns her every garment
