The rich layers
Of a still-life scene:
Ripe fruit in the heat of summer;
A frangipani spun between the fingertips
Of an awe-struck observer;
A mind intoxicated
By the thought of dreams
Yet to be lived.
/
The breath of depth
Against velvet skin.
The intimacy of wakefulness
At midnight.
A moment forever caught
In the warm grasp
Of memory.
/
A vision,
Unfolding,
Unfurling,
Opening.
What do you see?
Where does it take you?
Notes: frangipani. white thyme. vanilla bean.
Feeling tone: wild leather. dreamy. strong.
