Sticky Sweet

Sticks to your hands
It sticks to your feet.
Makes such an impression
Because its so sticky sweet.
Pinon animals dance there
In the trees and on the ground.
You never know where
Another yarn painting will be found.
That place sticks in my mind
Like when eyes first meet.
Something you cant leave behind
Because its so sticky sweet.
Feather basket for the golden deer
He is the one who first led me here.