The Scarlet Dress - Poem by Des Agos

I want to look

with this

scarlet dress

than sitting

opens

me in front

where to begin

your hips

and flares up my eyes

in the darkened room

My role in this

unknown lover

Among the white sheets

This anonymous bed

wrapped between your thighs

increasingly hot

In this red

sunset

I let myself be lulled

by your sighs

hatched for me

as delicate

rose petals