Parlor Story~ A Poem

I caress the velvet
That touches my skin
A memory embedded
Of skin and moonlight
Moonlit induced decisions
Of deviant nature
Of emotions run amuck
A pointed heel
That left a scratch
A battlewound
A notch on my belt
A poetic discourse
Of skin and pelvis
You felt it easy to say hello
But it was easy for me
To say adieu
And only the velvet remains