Morning stirring of a blush

      Still seated in satin upon red chenille. Creating
lines across my paleness.

      Softly a smile caresses my cheekbones. My baby
blues transform to stormy navy blue gray. Hmm.
Temptations of more night air. Still I stay stationary.

     Closing my eyes to feel the imaginary wind across
my forehead. Oh how I want so badly to be outside.
Yet if I do go out there I am solo. No one else but
a few cats, insects and an orange fox to entertain me.

      So now I am just dancing around the room
enjoying the fast parts of the ending of "Harem" and
the whole parts of "Dereye". Hmm.

     Onto the adventures of finding white cotton to
fall over copper strands, down a smooth defined
white canvas and covering a slight blushing.

     Oh shhh. Hold your laughter. I know you are
seeing me silly and enjoying every inch of softness
gliding down to sit at my ankles. Frills and lace
intertwined with very pale white.

     Hmm. Now down goes my head upon the pillows.
Relaxing once more before I close my eyes for the
evening/ early morn.

     So dearest one I hope you are resting. If you
are not then relax. Create something and lavish a
smile across your gleaming face. Hold your eyes
smoldering inside the mirror. Changing from one
sets to another. Fall down upon the sofa and stretch.

   Dream. Hold onto a newly made memory. A
prayer that sends love and kindness to all. Now
lay back, arm over eyes and say a whisper of all that
are on your mind.

    Oh I hope to be a thought before sleep overcomes
you.

   So good night