The quality of glass is light.

Her touch is vanilla.
There is heat within flowers, within wetness.
The shadows are down on their knees.
She is fragrant with odors, with orange.
His bones are of leather and bullock.
The strands of her hair are wet perfume.
And sweet, sweet, sweet,
The elision of time and of shadows.

Publication details: "The quality of glass is light" first appeared when it was posted on the Internet by Hugh Cook in 2002. Copyright © 2002 Hugh Cook. All rights reserved.