CASHMERE
In that old secret trunk, I found not only your clothes but the wonder of a mesmerized child who venerated you. Everything was intact, the cashmere cared for over the years as if it had just been washed. Your class, the discreet agile gaze of others venerating you walking by. It was always you, the only real pearl in my magic box, and in my marvelous world, the sparkle in your eyes was uniquely for me.
CASHMERE SILK
On the easy moving path of bygone caravans, you lingered in reaching the Sheiks and Kings, but now in your true, timeless, abundant richness, you adorn every woman that picks you from all the others, women who avow their worth and yours to the fullest.
YAK
Leave me here, in absolute nothingness, to breathe in the brightness of pure light. Ask me what word evokes warmth and I will answer you with "snow".
I love how it muffles sound like a cushion.
I will stay just a bit a longer and then, not being a mighty yak but wrapped in its divine fleece, I will head home, indulging in that wonderful crackling sound magically resonating beneath my feet.
I love how it muffles sound like a cushion.
I will stay just a bit a longer and then, not being a mighty yak but wrapped in its divine fleece, I will head home, indulging in that wonderful crackling sound magically resonating beneath my feet.
COTTON – SILK
Under a green tangle of branches and leaves I lie down, and if I hear softly quiet workings from above, I know it is a gracious silkworm.
Just like this tiny creature, I have gone into the woods to intertwine with the soft fibers of nature and cotton in a loving embrace, a life spent not in vain.
Just like this tiny creature, I have gone into the woods to intertwine with the soft fibers of nature and cotton in a loving embrace, a life spent not in vain.
LINEN
Treasuring strength and coarseness is like appreciating both the worked hand of a farmer and the softness of a lamb. Summertime dinners with family, friendly voices resonating in the heart, traditions proudly passed on, music, all together. The linen shirt of a man bowing to invite you to dance, strong, attractive, versatile, but wonderfully crumpled and fresh with the luring scent of lavender. Dance! Sweat! We only live once.
SILK
Every blink of my eye is an image I have of you, captured in my heart. The first light of dawn, faint rose and golden, gently glows upon you as you sleep, lovely lady. Your soft skin, ruffled hair and full lips, bring harmony back to me, flowing like a hypnotic flame, evanescent in my hand. Yet, you are here, the suspense of an evening ending, the calming of drums: The night is on the other side of the world, but I still clearly see your sensuous gaze, like silk as light as your breath, a feather floating over your skin, a velvety soft sip of wine. Your smile, exhilarating and warm, brings tears yearning for our journey to the heart of Asia, my silken love.
