white linen caress

kneeling on the floor

palm's on her dress

listening with a smile

nodding and a grin

heart searching shadows

hoping One will come in

something on her mind

really wanting to burn

sitting really patiently

awaiting her turn

heart beating strongly

eyes through the light

watching all O/others

arrive and go in the night

she's a light in the room

a smile with her ways

has the spirit of a cloud

as she wanders the haze

touch of a butterfly

gentle as the breeze

searcher of beauty

a lover is she