By Gala
Date: 31 January 2000

In Search Of A Tactile Fractal for The Eloquent one....

I could spend hours trading quips,
or simply comparing
actions, reactions,or responses.
Honey through silk
that small glow
brought on by an earnest regard.

Making me blush isn't quite cricket,
making me smile is worse still.
You're using words against me---
Hey---I'm the one
who tries to capture a soul
in one hundred words or less.

We're hunting for the tactile fractal---
and you're ahead by leaps and bounds.
Not quite cricket---making me blush.
Not terribly fair---making me smile...