she tugs (defiantly) at the garters and lace adorning her thighs and she writhes beneath the pvc bustier. such a contrast--elegance and fetish--yet those words mean nothing and she looks ineffably gorgeous with the interlocking of the (ignorantlyproclaimed) fashion mishaps. he touches her while she's under the influence (of him, of lust, of alcohol above the legal limits). she bares her teeth with mixed (perhaps diluted) emotions as her skin grazes white-hot bars of this containing(/confining) cage of his delusion(al fantasies).

(&)
his
dream sequences fail to follow
the estranged steps of reality
and he can only f a w n over
centerfold (beauties) and
wish-it-was-her.