HER #4 : Her Treasure

Her Illusion's
her greatest treasure
her mirage in the desert
like a painting made
of undulating patterns
and repeating fractals
of which
each line and curve
converge, forming
a word,
a thought,
an emotion
then rearranging
yet again
into another..
In those fleeting lapses
she exists,
breathing out
yet another illusion
her treasure's
meant to be found
could be stumbled upon
never to be owned
impossible to be stolen!