How can I Reach Your Temple?

At first I snarl, snaking 

In the dirt around your foot, 

I wish to shoot up, lifting 

My body from the soot 

I coil up, all around you  

Weaving shadows into your light 

Your white, now brushed with my blue  

Is no longer pure--not quite--  

And as I reach, your neck to clutch    

And lean in with a hiss  

Your head floats off, now out of touch  

So far out of my kiss  

How can I reach your temple?  

I can't, now I know  

You are so high, so gentle  

You tremble in the flow... 

Here I imagine myself as a transparent snake rising up, one scale after another, one facet after another, around this paper sculpture. The sculpture is made of four parts: 

1. The foot at the bottom, which I shaped as an elegant, curvy pedestal 
2. The faceted design in the middle, which I created out of a single sheet of paper, with no cutting or glueing at all (merely by light scoring and hand pressure)
3. The faceted 'neck', which I brought to a single point; 
4. And the crown on top, which I set afloat above that point.  

Curious about my paper sculptures? Take a look at my Plucked Porcupine or my Paper Peacock