2011 - Day 54

Saucy serpent seductress,
Piercing eyes,
Violet glow,
Delivers to me
Memories.
Wrapped up nicely
With no hesitation,
What she said-
No fluff of cloud
Or puff of smoke,
She said it
And it became.
Rare to see
Impressive,
That one,
Another layer
The tower grows
Made with cards,
But only Aces.
Then day to dusk
She slips away
Back to a reality
Chosen,
Until night turns to dawn once more.