Clearing The Mind

bored, nothing to do walk the streets the world would give you a treat here lavishing you a tale of the most imaginative kind flowers, stilletos, skirts, flashy cars, designer coffee fragrances, women talking in musculine voices, mad men speaking to oneselves, fortune tellers trying to reveal heaven's secrets to ambitious clients this life and even the next and butterflies of night that flutter among neonlights settling on anything that smells dollars and cents visuals and a heart thrown in for you to taste their twist and turn it could be as simple as an evening stroll of a sultry indian woman who for a moment thinks herself an aswarya rai, in her long blue floral skirt the first time she has worn it carries her or rather she carries it so well you forget yourself as she sails down the channel of your heart with extraordinary verve and grace a loose fitting casual blouse, julia roberts' hair clearing the slightest jaded piece of the mind a wondrous creature who feels so good about herself - a fountain of spring - you cannot help being drawn into her paradise smiles amid lean physique that accentuate the edges the male mind feeds on to survive twists and turns that loosen the knots in the heart, clear the lens in the mind and oil the nerves for a bout of inspired verses