My fingers brush against collarbone Falling to my neckline, rose gold I hold fingertips Double sided coin Breathing Golden sea In you
Hands drop shifting Hammered silver, engraved bangles Evil eye Malachite Moonstone Lapis lazuli Gold and Diamonds cuffed on wrists Light chimes synchronized with A Spritz of a certain debaser Center line In you
I dial up beats Settling into the mood A true red s t r i n g sits on swaying hips Drip Dripping Like candle wax on skin Soft flame In you
I walk over Ankles wrapped in smooth thick lines Of tiny golden b e l l s I stand in front of you.
Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole 