sensing
energetic
signature
sweet
sensual
passionate
soul
poetry
confined
in
rusty
armor
of old
stories…
fingertips
tracing
rough
edges
volcano
eager
to erupt
but determined
to stay
dormant…
sharp
lava
leaves
paper cuts:
enough
blood.
leaving
rugged
terrain
behind
for
new
pages
of valleys
and water
words
worlds
meandering
gently
ever
so
freely
feeling
flowers…
the bodies
know.
{smooth surfaces}
