casino

how do you deal with cards,
on a table in a casino at night?
flowing dolce, red nails , long fingers
unknown dealer, the last time i checked he was invincible.
casino packed tight....roulette tables filled out, lights blinking
frenzied mood, jagged nerves, shaking hands waiting to play the cards....
cheers from the blackjack table got me stretching to see, 'its your turn mam..' heard the urgency in my crowd, could feel the dealers presence as i hestitate to play, was waiting for my man...you see been waiting for him to coo in my ears so i can tilt my head backwards and laugh but he's gone.....they are all gone......no one waits for me.
then the tears roll down.....past my lancome Artliner precision point eyeliner, through my sisley mascara, down my l'oreal face to my pumped up rimmel lips down to dolce & gabbana...........................hollow within, waiting, waiting.

I play and i lose, play and lose.....i hear the cheering sounds and shouts of winners all around,i get confused as i look, blank at my cards, curls bobbing my crowd waiting.....then he came walking through the crowd straight to my side, by my side....self consciously i try to straighten my red dress, but its torn and dirty, i'm alarmed and scared as i catch a glimpse of my reflection on a wall mirror.......tear stained eyes, blotted lipstick, tossled hair. I ignore him ,he'll walk straight to her i said, as i concentrate hard on my cards, banishing his image. I try to concentrate, its hard as they lean together and kiss....damn!!! well it ain't my business and i notice this shadow over by my shoulder, lingering and it disappears. i try to stare straight faced...i try as my heart beat rises and my debts piled up in my face!! i'm almost frantic, 'should i hide my debts?' i ask myself, i don't want any mistakes....my thoughts racing, the game moving at each player's pace. I'm sooo gone,far behind. I brace myself as he appears by me, and tilts his head with his mouth in my ears.....'you look wonderful tonight' he says covering the torn side of my dress, i stop, eyes wide open.......what did he just say??? i ask myself as i look away trying to play focus on my cards when my heart is far away...i try hard not to stare,so i take a quick glimpse and like what i see.....the smile, his teeth, the long neck and slim fingers, the gestures and the laugh. got me bad...real bad.... and he turns and catches my eyes and smiles....my heart flutter as i see those big expressive eyes that smile at me. i hear the dealer's voice calling my turn, its faint....so faraway. He nudges me, i smell Herrera, i'm cool and try to remain calm.... 'you've missed you turn a number of times' he said gently brushing his lips to my ears, i could only see him at the casino as all other players faded into oblivion, we where the only ones at the table.

A tilt here and there, nudges and nods brings me back into the full game...am all smiles. we talk and laugh like lost friends, he brushes my face every now and again, just saying quietly and gently how beautiful i look. I blush a thousand times and relax as we share thoughts and express choice. 'its beyond your wears and tears' he says as he holds my hand, dealing his cards purposely and with style. I feel his pain as he hears and talks, our pain combine as our laughter become interwined.
I, you, him we.......'can i change the way you look' he ask gently on his knees....