The night wasn’t so shut. The great panoramic window was in front of the youth, one could see the big city in movement. After all what was an european young man doing in a new yorkian penthouse? He would ask himself while shaking the champagne softly on the fine cup made of crystal. Looking down to the blazing lights shinning in the mesmerizing night. This could be the start of an erotic story, and probably is, but you won’t see the end of it to tell. Actually this boy is only staring and wondering, just tinking and getting taken by the beauty that the night gives to a giant urban jungle like New York city. A beauty that the morning light takes. He had gone to see the jazz in a high class club. The place was amazing, he remebered, it had black, dark black walls, made of probably black marble, and golden columns, all in a very art-deco style, the tables were golden and the counter too, just like the curtains in the large stage where the band played. The candles were black and golden. Those colors exploded in the young man’s mind like a paradise, even the floor looked like a starry night sky. Now the penthouse was black all over, with some details in red, equally Deco. This young man used a turtle neck tight shirt that covered his arms and neck, very tight indeed, showing his nice athletic forms. The blazer shone in pure blackness, and with it shone a beautiful simple necklace that went until the chest made of gold. The eyes were in a blazing tone of rare yellow brown, his lips thick and his nose like the arabs, his tone of skin was a delicious chocolate tone, and his hair bright black. Typically a latin with some spanish arabic genes. The pants were until the belly button, dark black, and the shoes, finely varnished. Could he be an alien in New York like Sting himself? Maybe. Europe was on the other side of the Atlantic after all and New York would be facing it, in a way. The young man waited for his companion to come to him, a delicious New Yorkian in a typically black white  smoking and a scarlet rose on the pocket of his blazer.


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Robert L. Martin
over 3 years

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for liking my poetry. It is you who gives me the incentive to work harder. I think you are a very good writer. You have a very good way of drawing the reader into the story.

Asi Sansell
Asi Sansell
over 3 years

I thank you back, a million gratitudes.

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