Sensations move through
undulating thoughts of life
fabric moving on the softest skin
like diamonds that glitter in moonlight
and blaze in the sun that drips down
as moisture moves like tides
sliding over the curves it finds
shimmering pools left behind
unleashed and alive.
How we find a certain joy
captured in jars and painted on
things that sparkle and give life
opalescent hues beckon eyes
follow the focus to find
the mystery and treasure lying there
within the softest folds
open and waiting.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 