Moonstone Melodies

A translucent bluish-white mineral with a mysterious sheen I hear them rustling behind heaven's plisse, fabric seersucker curtains, opaque but unlaced One breath and suddenly I'm a teleported being letting go of all faculties and senses; A prayer on the lips searching for everlasting hope. These precious substances of color and charm both calm and confident, ignite the soul and usher it to peace, love, and harmony. Filled with Goddess energy exuding warm tones of luminescent, ephemeral light the hand receives what the eyes have encased lost inside clairaudient auditory movements Moonstone Melodies; Yokiko reveries fill me like no other listen to the sound they make Angels dressed in crinoline gowns, swooshing and spreading light everywhere... Lost in their chime like sound of tinkling glass they are un-comparable, A thousand stars of heaven could never compare to these moonstone gems, who seem to claim the heart bit by bit and then, all at once.