VERSE
I Got Love
“I got love
I got love, и-и, ха
Окутала меня, окутала
Ты будто мой сорт мариуанна
Небо в алмазах, лето летало
Ты моя baby, дочь карнавала
Двигайся, крошка, принцесса бала
Ночь перемен, мысли растамана
Пока не устал, музыка играла
Кто-то курил, кого-то впирало”
Her silk Meiji kanoko shibori yukata
moves like soft ripples of the jellyfish in the aquarium
along her confident stride.
She was in one of her moods.
The evening was too good to miss.
Sunset was still ripe in the horizon
for a little joyride.
She walks towards the main door,
ceiling to floor teak wood carvings
brought from the Javanese kingdom
bearing two intricate infinity symbols
surrounded by encircling dragons called “nagas”.
She passes and bows at the six feet sculpture of Rama and Sita carved out of frozen lava
from Mount Merapi, Indonesia.
Incense lighted, she bows and hits the bronze gong thrice.
Everyone knows why and offers a gentle bow.
She swirls a puff of Montecristo Línea 1935 passing Olivier who bows gently and follows behind.
“Diablo II, Olivier”
“Of course, Padrona,” and smiles.
“What’s His ETA?”
“15 mins, Padrona”
“Perfect,” passing her Montecristo to him. “I’m good.”
“By the way Olivier, I hid His Ramon Allones Superiores.”
Olivier shakes his head.
“And in its place is Romeo y Julieta Añejados, hahaha.”
She could hear the engine purring.
Walking past His Mulliner Batur, she runs a finger against its smooth exterior. Diablo V.
Beautiful.
Polished to perfection,
Like the man Himself.
She removes her silk yukata and throws it to Olivier.
“Here, and good luck catching up.”
In her silk bareback, she slides into the driver’s seat of the neoclassic fortress and revs the engine.
She looks at her precious platinum Ball, a gift not from Him but from her father, “12 minutes and counting.”
The Black Badge G speeds with opulent smoothness
a perfection against the setting sunset at
the foot of the Rhaetian Alps.
Miyagi’s “I got love” burns along the speakers as she picks up speed.
In the rear view mirror, she could see Olivier, tailing.
“In a few minutes… “ Hmmmmm
She had goosebumps. That old feeling came back.
Increasing the speed, she was close to forgiving Him for the last two years.
“A few seconds now…” Hmmmmm
Overtaking her Ghost like a maniac was a black Mercedes-Maybach S-Class.
He was fast and unrelenting.
“Hahaha… gotcha on sight and …on… target.” Hmmmmm
His spinning rims, gorgeous.
“Tsk, that man is inexorable.” She smiles.
She increases speed to get close enough to irritate Him.
He isn’t giving any chances and accelerates.
His plate reads Diablo I.
Inside, He smiles.
“I got love, I feel
I got you on my mind
I got love, my skill
My li-li-li-life
I got love, I feel
I got you on my mind
I got love, my skill
My li-li-li-life”
From the Padrona Alexandria Gustav series:
