Swell and sway, open view
Old soul with beauty new
Wind blows over earth tones
Radiate vibrations
Draws me to you
The dance begins from a given cue
Willow slim, perfect form
Amber aura, of chaos born
Hushed, so touched by such disgust
Words ring true by stroke of brush
Artist's call, here I fall
Eyes wide open, seeing all
Blood to beat, growing seeds
Quieted, but with growing heat
Flowing form, unadorned
But glow of gold, my heart it soars
Open mind, shining light
But soon she vanished from my sight
