monique

The coal black eyes
Dark skin 
See them whisper
Feel them stare
Wanderer
The long raven hair
Monique
With that mysterious air

You're moving now
Through a Vegas world
Illusion and collusion
The whirl and swirl
Hidden eyes in plain sight on you girl
The shifting cards
And bluish flame
He looks
She…
He
They look
I hear your name
Below the table
The motion man
The numbers change in a flash
Inside a hand
Distraction
Addition by subtraction
You 
Him
The little man
Monique 
Bohemian woman

The coal black eyes
Dark skin 
See them whisper
Feel them stare
Wanderer
The long raven hair
They're calling you great
Sarcastically
Unique
Exceptionally
Monique


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