Celia d.

She said lets be romantic;

spoke and wore lace diamonds, earth angel pearls

She cuts spirit lines and designs

For I say life is pretty;

pretty, pretty, white like blossom birds

She said lets be dreamy;

broke and loved flowy curves, flowy forms

She loves tender ‘loves’ and always stores;

patiently her devoted threads and hopes

For we say life is silly;

silly like blue and green shaped hearts

Listen now; she is dancing her thin figure away

She is dancing her curvy lines and drawings and stays

Listen now; figure it out, figure it out love

She is diving her yellow fonts

and precious rays of suns in between

your eyes and across, through your bodies

I said and I stood there like

gravity was about advanced science

and broken vinyl records; I said words, words, words

are not a house and this house has no words

Just Celia d.

rising shapes, vogue natures; style floral cores

and bridal gowns; almost royal and imperial vows

As I watched One girly talent, step beautifully

`Into One sacred Woman’s gift; kneeling towards

her perfect and free sounds and thoughts`