And so we dance...
Untitled
I will not wear pearls like some women around my neck no, my pearls dropped down my back last night with Michael's harp notes falling then nestling hither beside and within the bones the vertebrae as I breathe they move, expand and iridesce they seem filled with water and air, bubbling inside cascading down from my ears each finding its perfect home decorating my eel I will not flirt with you by playing with pearls outside of me around my neck no, you will not see that I will move the pearls on my spine to seduce you .
K Celeste Roth