Evening Ecstasy

A leopard-print dress floats just like Ali,
lips slick with subtle and cellular memes,
sand dips its toes in sunset's last folly,
zither staccatos the ways and the means.

Data is passed through ports left unguarded:
crypto-maniacal message decode.
Synapses snap in waters uncharted.
Dyadic enigmas dance antipode.

Subtle sighs signal consent mostly granted;
clothing is optional here on the beach.
Fingers trail high on regions up-slanted:
our manners observed if only in breech.

Pheromone desmosomes keep life connected:
perfumery passion through cellular gate.
Morris dance Morse code signal detected.
Why, only a fool would call it "mere Fate."

Couples uncouple to seek future venues.
My lady and I just zip up and turn
to find ourselves baffled by life's proffered menus:
paradisiacal pleasure and money to burn.