The Silk Dress

 

 

The flow of fine delicate silk

Gently swaying as the body moves

With ever changing hues of light

Shimmering colours catching the eye

As with each swirl the fabric flows

Like pools of liquid spilling over

Cascading down a water fall

Rippling with each step taken

Creating a desire to touch, to feel

The silk dress is such a sensuous experience

 

 

 

I saw a woman wearing a beautiful silk dress,  as she walked along the fabric caught my eye and I watched it with interest.  the colours, the movement.  This poem tries to express that.