Shining threads

Shining threads

Sunday, 23 January 2011

No catastrophe so far

She moves across the room,
each stride taken steadily with effortless yet poised grace.

Her eyes wide, dilated, wordless:
the main medium of communication.

A lithe, lean package.

Aware, alert, calm.

No overt smile, yet an appreciative warmness,
that could turn to vicious attack if approached incorrectly.

Without conversation she proceeds into intimacy or savagery in a matter of moments.

A creature of instinct - self-contained but sometimes interested.

No catastrophe so far on the roads.

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