Kaleidoscope

When you close your eyes, what do you see in the shadows? Do you see my image in the kaleidoscope of your mind? What comes when you conjure my memory? Is it echoes of laughter within the shifting displays of color and thought? In the fluid medium of memory, I play with your image. I dress you naked Wash you in lavender Envelope you smooth The glowing essence of possibility warms my senses, Hints of moments to come pulse on my skin. Ethereal in perception, you beckon with delicate promises of perfection & pleasure. Like the soft curve of a baby’s smile, delightful and soothing I accept the inevitable Much more than the physical calls to me. I yearn for the pacifying balm of your laugh. Your quiet presence placates my weary mind yet stimulates my passion. A lifetime of meaning in my fingertips