She weaves,
Fluidly.
Lazily veering as trails left behind cast endearing auroras.
Silk, wrapping gently the porcelain scapes
and lust hued summits.
Wires drop with delicate hooks, decorated with
droll baubles.
To ensnare and pierce the dew coated mounds
with scintillating rings that dance 'round the all consuming abyss.