A cosmic beam [Poem]

I took a glance, what do I see; the dust
is settling on you; for me to clean.
I noticed the weave of the tight fabric
around you, you mostly wear one outfit.

The shades of subtly darker tones of
thread make you look dynamic in colour,
not flat, indeed the crisscross of pattern
is visible when I focus my look.

Somehow without temperature increasing,
I do feel warmer looking at you here.
So good you are standing on your one leg.

You are bright even in the dark, the thought
of you makes me think of a ray of light.
You have a lot to say to me today.