Vibes

Slowly crept forward that tiny hesitation
Hidden in the little valley of security
All this time it finally felt free to titillation
Not knowing it was a step towards ecstasy.

Layers peel on their own 
Each move has a new bloom
That has no voice yet take away yawns
And surge spirits erasing gloom.

Its heard a good one bridges distances
With an aura so pure
Lasting impressions make instances 
Whose only job is to nurture.

Negativity defines a bad vibe
Friendliness takes a backseat
All is dark and nothing jives
As each encounter is a threat.

Filling or emptying oneself is a choice
Celebrating life in the presence of both
Opens doors to prudence
Thus etching a picture of depth.