Silver – stanza 21

Tasha found him, petted him, brought him home
Gave him a saucer of proverbial cream
Turned him into her collared pet and pride
Showed him all across Europe and the Orient
Her hand fixed in the crook of his arm
And they dazzled the world with each step
She had been a dancer In her youth, enjoying
Now the long aftermath of universal acclaim
In fine gowns, furs, diamonds and gold
And a beautiful poet by her side, Tasha
Drank In experience gluttonously
While she taught Malinov a wealth
Of worldly secrets, she would bear
No questions, no attempt to burrow into
Her heart would be tolerated, no vows
Of love would issue forth nor be excused
For seventy-five years they travelled
The old world, seeing every sight, tasting
Every delicacy in every cuisine, learned
Arts and crafts in palaces and bamboo
Studied and learned and indulged
In vices and mischief beyond any measure
Delighting Tasha’s endless desire to laugh
Not merely mischievously but cruelly
When she found an opportunity to do justice
In some horrible, terrible ways
Then Malinov heard word of Silver, through
Unmistakable signs in a song she composed
Played on the piano of a Berlin bar

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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