Pearls
in my ears
or looped around my neck
just the way my grandmothers wore them
…
The same
yet somehow different
paired with denim or leather, now
…
Tweed
the masculine meets feminine
…
A dance of contrasts
grounded, always
by those luminous orbs
…
Passed down through generations
past and future
pearls, but more than that
a feeling
original poem penned for JANE
Pearls
in my ears
or looped around my neck
just the way my grandmothers wore them
…
The same
yet somehow different
paired with denim or leather, now
…
Tweed
the masculine meets feminine
…
A dance of contrasts
grounded, always
by those luminous orbs
…
Passed down through generations
past and future
pearls, but more than that
a feeling
original poem penned for JANE