Simone Brerup, 29/01-2018
Small hairs slightly tickling the tip of your fingers
Feeling a sensation
A tenderness
An indescribable pleasing feeling
The strength is hardened by its power to last
A certain thickness
While being bendable
It’s smooth substance
A fabric of its delicate fluffy airiness
With its vibrant look
It’s dreamy, light suggestion
Feeling an ease of peacefulness
So straightforward
Uncomplicated
Condensed with hair
Adding a color
Any color
To something so natural
So pure
The powerfulness of its origin
How can something so sad be so pleasing to the touch?
Not the easiest way to feel good about yourself
Why love it?
The hatred of the situation
The death of multiple
However they must have died
Should have died at some point
It can be done responsibly
I hope
The obtaining of knowledge on the field
Wanting to know more
Scared
Of the love disappearing and the reality setting in
The sensation remains
Gloominess as well
Feeling confused
