..
Quill me, quell me,
cast your spell. Me
-ander me through
storm and strum.
Tell me, till me,
whim and will me,
uncage heart and
spill its thrum.
Assemble me from
ink within, and
tremble me across
your skin.
..
NaPoWriMo, day 26.
..
Quill me, quell me,
cast your spell. Me
-ander me through
storm and strum.
Tell me, till me,
whim and will me,
uncage heart and
spill its thrum.
Assemble me from
ink within, and
tremble me across
your skin.
..
NaPoWriMo, day 26.
fun and vibrant – that first line is fun!
The sounds, the rhythm, the playfulness. Perfect.
I have to wonder, with each and every poem of yours I read, if I will ever, ever, EVER, not think to myself, “Why can’t I write like this?” WOW!!
Yup — all of the above. Lovely, De!
This rules. 🙂
F*ck, this is the sexiest poem I ever read about writing! You oughta be ashamed of yourself! Write some more. Seriously, it was masterful.
I agree – this is a very romantic one! “tremble me across your skin” !