Tales of Two Cities

Pompidou Center in the Rain - A Haiku

1. Roses standing guard
2. Over stainless steel terrace.
3. Wet city below.

A Little Ode

A LITTLE ODE

You fill my mouth with obscure thoughts,
Twist my tongue and take my breath away.
The prospect of your obscurity unveiled
Offers delights and tempts the prurient mind.
Alas, no more tactile joy of leather and thin sheets.
For, like pornography, a finger tap reveals all.
Oh, sesquipedalian, the mystery is gone.