Shopping In Shades

A new shopping experience the mail-out says, the one
to eclipse all trips you’ve planned but never done,
and here it is, by your demand, brand-new and
opening soon within the precincts of your local Mall.

Exotic shades of lilac pave the way, subtle hints
that pink would not sustain in bloom are used
to reckon with the eye, draw your sighs along
the welcome path, to beckon and entice you in.

It has an air of indolence, voluptuous to turn a phrase,
it earns your gaze of winsome admiration easily,
your eyes are feasting on the windows robed and
draped displaying sumptuous extravagance.

You’ve never seen the like before, an elvan dell,
a sylvan glade, meridian between the real and
fantasy with lilac air to titillate the sinuses and
soothe away your rubric shopper’s weariness.

Mauve or gray just wouldn’t work with equal
artistry, so déclassé, no mystery, too fey for
this establishment, it needs dépêche, it needs
élan, but mostly it needs paying customers.
© I.D. Carswell