To Be Read in the Morning Directly After You

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

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