21st Century Love . . . Andy & Aria's Act II Scene V
https://allpoetry.com/poem/13452698-21st-Century-Love-.-.-.-Andy---Arias-Act-II-Scene-IV-by-Lucretia-Mccloud
Act II. Scene V.
Narrator: Opens again the curtain upon our students
in the studio after a few days of introspection,
reconvening with new selfish directions.
Sly Vie main of the three
driven by narcissistic desire,
yet surprised she'll come to be
when puppeteer is found puppet
in indecency.
There she sits on a stool
in duplicity, swinging her bare legs encased in shorts.
Her expression?... A sweet smile
portraying innocence, you'll see
as Andy and Aria,
heads bent together to agree
on which outfits best
to highlight Aria's exotic looks
to artistic humanity.
Vie: Why not just use the scarf to accentuate the hazel flecks in her eyes, while the length can conceal by lying gently across her thighs.
Narrator: Quickly sifting her vision to Andy's face,
Aria replies with stunning grace:
Aria: I'm not a prude in any artist's creative endeavors,
but let's let Andy say.
I've found him to be extremely clever.
Narrator: You see, Aria already set her sights on Andy.
The bench on campus, where Vie and he daily walked,
came in very handy.
His height, head and shoulders above many men,
had caught her eye in the theatre where she performed
often winning admiration for her brilliant talent
even though darker, her native skin, fashionably adorned.
Yet, Andy was an enigma to the 'shes'.
His inner turmoil's, first simmering, now heated to boiling
to a dangerous degree after his grandparent's death left him quite wealthy.
His tastes in life morphed,
as if overnight,
quite drastically.
Do you remember initially foretold
regarding "the conclusion of the system of things"
“Because of the increasing of lawlessness,
the love of the greater number will grow cold"? Matt. 24:3, 12.
Each of us is affected.
Yes, some like Andy,
left themselves unprotected.
With shifts in weather
many may find themselves
frozen
into spiritual inactivity.
Andy: Aria, how about now
forgetting about these additional clothes.
Why not recline on the chaise and I'll sketch while you pose.
Narrator: This he says in a voice cultured smooth as silk
causing both Vie and Aria inside to wilt.
Aria noticed Andy to be different. And Vie knew why.
His past biblical studies grew him a maturity easy to spy.
Yet, a conscience progressively growing steadily more stained
slowly erodes beautiful values once studiously maintained
while difficult to spot,
since in silence
habits ungodly cultivated
he secretly contained.
However, Andy had developed a way to feed the flames of his sins within, while cool to other's pry.
A sophistication he spins.
But, lately Aria's presence is shaking his façade.
Threatening?... A dip into a common pool:
Forsake all morals for everyday trends.
Erotic pictures to a hungry mind he nightly feeds.
But Aria he'll not relegate to fulfilling
those animalistic needs.
So, Vie's instigation
into tampering with his virtuous hesitation
has proven successful indeed.
As the three exit
with Vie and Andy to divide
Aria, returns home
while Vie continues
to Andy's reside...
Narrator: Andy needs
A Heart-to-Heart
How real is he
do you feel
his words
as sweet honey
a healing to weary bones?
Did eyes, heavy hearts rise
heaven-high
as warring body torn
immerged
reborn
to live life selfless;
as really free
liberated to eternity
whether heavenly or earthly
it should prove to be?
Or would you rather be left alone
to agonize through horrific storms
dark, angry
too cold?
Everyone's tragedy
food for soul?
Black or blue or red meat
pummeled
you watch or initiate
bold.
Wicked rivalry do you prefer
to consort, distort, report propaganda
to divide
hiding cruelty,
slickness
snide inside
crawling
slithering
ungodliness
to abide?
A sparkling mirror
miraculously leaned
in one's midst
reflects an image
either tainted or clean.
Reveals motives
proper and pure
or satanically mean.
Yes, makes a distinction
in between: the righteous or the wicked.
"Draw close to God,
and he will draw close to you.
Cleanse your hands,
you sinners,
and purify your hearts,
you indecisive ones."
Is this admonition gratifying?
How real is he
do you feel
his words
a sweet healing to weary bones?
Or rather we be left alone to our vices?
We must develop an appetite
for healthy phrases
plus
nature's arts
our loving Creator
does magnificently
impart.
From this day forward
make a start:
A relationship with God.
Heart-to-Heart.
If you please.
*https://allpoetry.com/poem/13165244-Heart-to-Heart-by-Lucretia-Mccloud. . .TO BE CONT'D
Act II. Scene V.
Narrator: Opens again the curtain upon our students
in the studio after a few days of introspection,
reconvening with new selfish directions.
Sly Vie main of the three
driven by narcissistic desire,
yet surprised she'll come to be
when puppeteer is found puppet
in indecency.
There she sits on a stool
in duplicity, swinging her bare legs encased in shorts.
Her expression?... A sweet smile
portraying innocence, you'll see
as Andy and Aria,
heads bent together to agree
on which outfits best
to highlight Aria's exotic looks
to artistic humanity.
Vie: Why not just use the scarf to accentuate the hazel flecks in her eyes, while the length can conceal by lying gently across her thighs.
Narrator: Quickly sifting her vision to Andy's face,
Aria replies with stunning grace:
Aria: I'm not a prude in any artist's creative endeavors,
but let's let Andy say.
I've found him to be extremely clever.
Narrator: You see, Aria already set her sights on Andy.
The bench on campus, where Vie and he daily walked,
came in very handy.
His height, head and shoulders above many men,
had caught her eye in the theatre where she performed
often winning admiration for her brilliant talent
even though darker, her native skin, fashionably adorned.
Yet, Andy was an enigma to the 'shes'.
His inner turmoil's, first simmering, now heated to boiling
to a dangerous degree after his grandparent's death left him quite wealthy.
His tastes in life morphed,
as if overnight,
quite drastically.
Do you remember initially foretold
regarding "the conclusion of the system of things"
“Because of the increasing of lawlessness,
the love of the greater number will grow cold"? Matt. 24:3, 12.
Each of us is affected.
Yes, some like Andy,
left themselves unprotected.
With shifts in weather
many may find themselves
frozen
into spiritual inactivity.
Andy: Aria, how about now
forgetting about these additional clothes.
Why not recline on the chaise and I'll sketch while you pose.
Narrator: This he says in a voice cultured smooth as silk
causing both Vie and Aria inside to wilt.
Aria noticed Andy to be different. And Vie knew why.
His past biblical studies grew him a maturity easy to spy.
Yet, a conscience progressively growing steadily more stained
slowly erodes beautiful values once studiously maintained
while difficult to spot,
since in silence
habits ungodly cultivated
he secretly contained.
However, Andy had developed a way to feed the flames of his sins within, while cool to other's pry.
A sophistication he spins.
But, lately Aria's presence is shaking his façade.
Threatening?... A dip into a common pool:
Forsake all morals for everyday trends.
Erotic pictures to a hungry mind he nightly feeds.
But Aria he'll not relegate to fulfilling
those animalistic needs.
So, Vie's instigation
into tampering with his virtuous hesitation
has proven successful indeed.
As the three exit
with Vie and Andy to divide
Aria, returns home
while Vie continues
to Andy's reside...
Narrator: Andy needs
A Heart-to-Heart
How real is he
do you feel
his words
as sweet honey
a healing to weary bones?
Did eyes, heavy hearts rise
heaven-high
as warring body torn
immerged
reborn
to live life selfless;
as really free
liberated to eternity
whether heavenly or earthly
it should prove to be?
Or would you rather be left alone
to agonize through horrific storms
dark, angry
too cold?
Everyone's tragedy
food for soul?
Black or blue or red meat
pummeled
you watch or initiate
bold.
Wicked rivalry do you prefer
to consort, distort, report propaganda
to divide
hiding cruelty,
slickness
snide inside
crawling
slithering
ungodliness
to abide?
A sparkling mirror
miraculously leaned
in one's midst
reflects an image
either tainted or clean.
Reveals motives
proper and pure
or satanically mean.
Yes, makes a distinction
in between: the righteous or the wicked.
"Draw close to God,
and he will draw close to you.
Cleanse your hands,
you sinners,
and purify your hearts,
you indecisive ones."
Is this admonition gratifying?
How real is he
do you feel
his words
a sweet healing to weary bones?
Or rather we be left alone to our vices?
We must develop an appetite
for healthy phrases
plus
nature's arts
our loving Creator
does magnificently
impart.
From this day forward
make a start:
A relationship with God.
Heart-to-Heart.
If you please.
*https://allpoetry.com/poem/13165244-Heart-to-Heart-by-Lucretia-Mccloud. . .TO BE CONT'D
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