dVerse Quadrille #101

Unravelling Without Explanation

Draw closed your curtains in my dreams,
where satin stones skip on shallow bones.

Tongues of falling stars, they ignite
spinning tunes that shelter tumbling
notes. Pluck my ticking clock.

Draw me close into your folds, come
near and sit weary-sorrow next to me.

 

 

dVerse Quadrille #101 “Close” ©️ Misky 2020

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