Scribblings 172 – Fortuitous Vortex

Fortuitous Vortex


Some days she’ll elegantly drape herself
In lazy ripples meandering her curves
Some days her waves surge in a rush
Filling you with a frisson of excitement

And some days if you are lucky
She’ll even show you her golden hues
For she is a fortuitous vortex
That you want to lose yourself in


(stock pic)