“Come hither” crook of a lush tropical frond
Heat waves dance suggestively in noonday sunshine
Naked beneath the sky
Like a heathen of the Earth
Mountains shimmer as gossamer wings do
Hovering above emerald veils of tree line
Red soil cuddles up with bare ankles
Toes frolic amidst the stain of Brazilian plum
Wind flirts with errant strands of hair
Coaxing it to be wild
Untamed
Dusty puffs of yesterday’s logic
Drift back where they belong
While lurking in humid shadow
Beneath the Monstera
Is the prevalent whisper of the sea
Into my thoughts like a smile
That creeps upon you unexpectedly
From memory once lost in the well of you
Suddenly coming to light
Is a moment of utter surrender
Where six or seven senses
Know more about one single minute
Then I had previously known of a lifetime
How easy then
To see the vulgar playful wise swaying of the jungle
Winking it’s hummingbird eyes
Through curtains of vine
