Day & Nite

Excerpt from “Siren”

“…Her eyes … draw you in.
The darkest Colombian roast brew; two dark, bottomless simmering obsidians;
charged with youthful curiosities, defying the crushing gravity of a “yet to be proven” confidence.
With them she beckons hence/ and happily forth/ you obey the Siren with no recompense.

Her hair – a lavish royal crown of a luxurious raven wave and coiling kink/
Abundant… rolling and folding / curling, twirling and unfurling like an unruly sail.
Coarse and Regal–unraveling, an organic architecture made from tuft and curl.
Sculpted somehow free-flowing / blowing with the southwest winds of Indian monsoons. This plush celestial halo of hair is the lush fragrant background which frames a majestic work of art.”