Thoughts slip and slide through my brain like ribbon

Rhythmic gymnastic loops and twirls just out of reach

Taunting and teasing me with whispered promises

Body twitches and mind spins

Restless and ready to move

Grasping at flashes of color and form

Slipping through needy fingers aching to grab hold

Ready to turn shadow into solid

To pull fragment into true form.




Photo credit: DaMongMan