..
Unsettle my heart. Leave me
stirred and shaken, shirred
about the edges and ready
to fall.
Wrap me in words and whisper
-ed whim, a scrim of wishing
stars.
Thrum,
strum my skin,
…….then settle
……………………in.
..
..
Unsettle my heart. Leave me
stirred and shaken, shirred
about the edges and ready
to fall.
Wrap me in words and whisper
-ed whim, a scrim of wishing
stars.
Thrum,
strum my skin,
…….then settle
……………………in.
..
Oh, I’d ask for the opposite. I’m too “shirred about the edges” these days. Stirred and shaken.
But I see how it could be read positively. I see you whispering this one to your muse 😉
“strum my skin” … Ooh, nice.