Don’t you adore the sway of that tree? It’s icy branches reflect moonlight, as slow motion sparkles. Don’t you want to join its rhythm? Move your arms gracefully, free your feet and shine? Sway away. Scintillate. Release your freedom. Adore. _____Adriana…
Month: January 2016
Take me further
Push those clouds a w a y . . . Kick them! Far! far a w a y Take me f u r t h e r S c e n t m y s k y w i t h golden sunflowers glowing honey velvety warmth cinnamon ray-paths freshly-cut dawn smooth dewdrops cacao hints a first love kiss & ephemeral youth E n h a n c e m y s e n s e s L o s e c o n t r o l F r e e m e Again! _____Adriana…
A glimpse
Eyelids open, eyelids shut. A glimpse to the other side, maybe a ghost or dragonfly. Amelia follows the luminous, transparent wings. Their flutter leaves a red and golden trail with a faint azalea fragrance. Amelia closes her eyes, and follows the scent through dark woods and starless skies. Ears listen,…