A fork in the path appears
whilst I,
knee deep in nude undoing
Can NOT anymore, in my rainforest cave, resist the opal footprint,
nor can I nail myself to the floor or wall in the face of this
glowing movement forward
OR
ignore the veining shimmer that pulls me
OUT
and thrusts me in glossy, sweet projection……
I merge my points of allowing taking only THIS step
Enjoy your fabulous fabrication and
FEEL
Yes FEEL the toffee gold sun in between your toes