bea(r)ded

she walked into the room like she was stealing a kiss
or rather, that's how she wanted to entrance
beaded and skillful
gliding and dangerous like an animated stole
scrabbling its little claws on the beautiful white necks of competing beauty
leaving lovely little red welts

and sweet dewy droplets glistened on black velvet
quite at home next to onyx and ruby
stone a blood a somewhat primal coupling

but that's what all this was about, right
predators engaging scent and camoflauge
artifice deciet
the game of quarry
leather and dogs and riding crops and beheaded things lining the room
lining the gullet
circling the conciousness
the bray of a mare
the bark of hound
and beads
beads
beads of sweat
pearls like champagne bubbles
shining tinkling acrid on the tongue
kicking the stomach to readyness
whetting the appetite
whetting the stone
digestive juices sharp in the roof of the mouth
possibly even bile
sick with pleasure
drunk and hyped and ready and waiting and aching to jump

and they're off