Poetry
Softly Sheri
She swept into the room and filled the air with bubbling vitality and flashing lights.
A wind blew through and around her –
whipping in her hair –
encircling her tanned and slender legs –
climbing her limber form.
Chains were thrown back from the doors in front of her –
lights crackled brightly in her presence –
eyes caressed her energetic aura.
Her image floated past their eyes and filled their minds with forests of thoughts.
The sweet perfume lingered lightly in their memories –
recalling her soft vibrancy and quiet energy –
her life presence forever remembered in the hall.
(c) Michel Hudson
