Unravel Me
Unravel me
Like ribbon spilled on the floor
A silken pile of sunrise pink
Dripping on your grey converse shoes
Rip through my souls wrapping with enthusiasm - it’s yours to lose
Inside a surprised heartbeat - peach fuzz - fresh pastry - something to savor
Torn pastel paper
A small price to pay
The light in your eyes priceless
Tie my ribbons around pinkie fingers
So you never forget
This season of
Possibilities in the form of presents begging to be unwrapped
And re-tied into tangled legs doused in the light of early morning sun
Even if at noon this fades
I know the memories of soft smiles
And roaming finger tips tracing poetry on skin - tempting paper cuts
Something to reminisce on
The taste of torn edges
Hard to lose to taste of
Model: Weslee Kate @Weslee_Kate
Photo: Lauren Millar @curlyheadedskeleton