A Mystery at Every Table

Courtesy: Pixabay

Courtesy: Pixabay

Sipping fantasy at a secluded café,
intrigue in her dreams,
winks and sighs and someone dies,
they order another drink.

Mascaraed gazes in the afternoon,
film noir at night,
delicious mysteries over a wineglass rim,
it’s a poison lip delight.

Fixated on shadowed deception,
and telltale passion’s signs,
they play their deadly games,
hands roaming while they dine.

©October 2015 and May 2020, Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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