Sunday, May 3, 2009
All Curled Up
Like a locket of hair, a ringlet curl tickling a soft cheek.
Like a seahorse tail, curling and unfurling as it dances and enchants.
Like a winding hidden lane, cozy amongst the trees, enticing the wanderer to see what's around the next bend...and the next...
Like the head of a cello, its beautiful curvature swaying to a haunting melody.
Like the trunk of a baby elephant, curiously exploring its new sensory world.
Like a breaking wave, its thunderous echo calling to the sea birds overhead, spiraling above as though lost in an airy whirlpool.
Like sweet pea vines and butterfly tongues. And toes curled as they touch down on a carpet of dewy grass.
Can you curl your tongue?