Blanche de Chambly

Blanche and Alban
albino Gemini
white on pink
four yellow eyes
cool
sleek
silver Bugattis on legs
talk without moving their lips
double tongued
swing without moving their hips
double jointed
single grey wrinkled soul
stretched across the room

How many shades of grace
lie like lovers
lost
between silk sheets?
How much colour can a blind man taste
on Blanche’s skin?
the salt of need
the sweet release
a tang of remembrance moistening

Alban moving in the next room.