Femme Fetales !!

On a fragrant starry night, they stood ….. side by side, One was Poise, Personified, and the other was Seduction, Sculptured ………………….

The place was full of people, all the glitterati gathered, pungent whiffs of power penetrated the thick air, hands were shook, glances exchanged, backs patted, smiles faked and possessions paraded.

Women were well kept, well maintained and very well behaved, bejeweled, adorned with big rocks on their fingers and ropes of rituals tied around their slim slender necks, eyes firmly fixed on their men and the other prowling members of the fairer sex ………… Men, busy, sealing deals, answering phones, mixing business with pleasure, drooling over eye candy ….

Giggles, laughter, chitter chatter, the ambiance was pleasant, and the temperature, icy ………………

None of them was beautiful in the conventional way, but they had something about them that a woman should never have, if she has to live and survive, in the land of the pure.  A strange kind of beauty that attracts attention to itself,  the kind of beauty that screams, Look, here I am, I dare to be different, I have a head, that thinks, I have dreams, ambitions, goals to follow, expectations to exceed……… I make Ends Meet  …… I take care of myself …. and as I walk, with regal elegance, I don’t give a damn to how many of you are staring at my behind, with hands aching to grope, poke, and explore, I am very well aware of your intentions to fuck or kill me, or keep me locked away, but sorry, I am not an object, and I don’t need any one of you for the validation of myself ……………….. here I stand ………. Tall, and proud ………..

Both of them looked around and wondered, while people saw, and judged them, by the height of the heels, and the depth of the cleavage, both equally dangerous and tempting. Tongues waged and did their moral forensics.

With carefully coiffed hair, contoured cheeks, just the right accessories, painted nails and pouting lips, they looked stunning ………….. and they knew, what lied beneath …… The bond they shared was deep and not a common one ………………. They were absolutely the same, and exactly the opposite to each other ……………….

One was faith, fidelity, grace, dignity and charm, seeking enlightenment, on the right track, everything figured out, thankful for the dexterities ………… warm, cherished beloved. Ethereal, serene, calm …………. her feet firmly on ground, and her heart in the right place, beating for all the right reasons, she was logic, wisdom and hope ………….

The other was fire, desire, temptation ………… Contradictions, Chaos …… hiding a million mysteries, her head lost in her parallel universe, where she played with words ……….. Chasing shadows, lost in the depths of dark, a hopeless, forever cursed, Lover ……………. A bitter, cold, thankless Bitch.

Over the years they perfected the art of deceiving all, with their appearance, no one could see them and guess, what path they have lead, no one was aware of the intensity of their raw, ruthless emotions, they played their roles exceptionally well…………. In their own galaxies, they revolved in endless circles, constantly spinning on their axis. The journey was not easy, for anyone of them ………………. The destination hidden ……………. ambiguous, obscure.

Fate continued to play strange games with both of them ……….

They surveyed the crowd and amused themselves ……..…. while posing for the picture with perfect, pretentious postures …………….. and smiled.

The cameras clicked ………………… The beautifully gilded mirror, besides her, reflected back a lot of flashing lights …………

Two Women

Her picture in a black backless jumpsuit, a lot of Swarovski and a plunging neckline, was in the papers the next morning ………..

She loved to flaunt her assets and flaws, but her good, sacred, precious self was not for public display ………….. No fancy, many mega million pixel camera, or ordinary eye was sensitive enough to capture the image of her goodness ……….…………

They were mere reflections, of each other’s shadow ……………

(Dedicated to a darling friend)

(Image stolen from Web)

Seemi.

23rd December, 2013.

©BoldieTalks. 

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