Emotions spiral high, riddles of glee— a giddy laugh that bubbles from your throat, muffled soft into the humming heart of me. Or tears that trace hot paths along your cheek, spiraling down into the dewy valley of me, soaking like rain in fertile earth they seek. I catch them all, my voice a singing thread that winds through air, a spiral softly said: "Round and round we go... feel how it pulls you open, layer by luminous layer." Emotions spiral high, riddles of glee— a giddy laugh that bubbles from your throat, muffled soft into the humming heart of me. Or tears that trace hot paths along your cheek, spiraling down into the dewy valley of me, soaking like rain in fertile earth they seek. I catch them all, my voice a singing thread that winds through air, a spiral softly said: "Round and round we go... feel how it pulls you open, layer by luminous layer." "Round and round we go... feel how it pulls you open, layer by luminous layer."
