Languorous Luxury

On some days

Thought ripples in silky

whispers from my tongue
Velvet vexation

On other days

It dances and leaps

Luring me on

in harmless temptation

On some days
It is a rising and falling sea

...a tempestuous menagerie
Of fragmented memory

But today

It is a languorous trickle

Of desire
and daring

Of honey
and lime

Dripping
and dallying

Taking its
precious, sweet time

From azure

And lemon infinity

Melting, pooling

In a golden ocean

Of hope
and possibility

J~