To Be Read In The Morning Directly After You Wake

I promised myself a pretty smile would never thaw my heart,
yet if I were a sparrow I'd be perched on your finger despite the miles.

how tender and supple is the frame of your art.
you weave gracefully; gracefully weave.

undo me sweet tenderness.
undo me.

consume sweet lavishness.
consume me.

sunset filters through the bridge and rests gracefully on you smiling