What a splendid sun!

It feels like summer. Your marvellous jewels multiply in geometric reflections on the edge of your skin, draw light curves, clear rectangles fade into your magical shadows that surround me. When you move everything changes, the drawings of the sun stretch over your perfect curves like long fingers that transform you into a kaleidoscope. Your necklaces are so long that they wrap you in silver coils up to your thighs, the lights bounce between your knees and hips and between your breasts until they blend in with the ellipses of the earrings that caress your neck. Jewels with imperfect geometries, inventions created by the irresistible attraction between design and nature, sculpture rings, signs from metropolitan tribes transform you while you tell me yet another story, you hypnotise me with soft words and enchanting reflections.