Patterns
Patterns of leaves — white wings of faeries
Dabbling the canvas
Jumps my heart!
I see!
Through them
Black rosettes — a silken dress
Diaphanous rippling
Waves
Over muscle and power
Patterns
Jagged
Textured bark of trees
Deceptively pulsing with life
Upon which you sit
Poised
Graceful
Watching
Waiting
Master of the heights
Not close
But still I glimpse
As if in a dream from which I don’t wish to wake
Primal
Holding my breath
Eyes wide with ecstasy
I am forever altered
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