Unwound

Another quickie 😉

So easy to write in response to music!

Supple like a bamboo shoot
Yet coiled to spring
At your touch

My face is cellophane
You see through the streamers of colour
To my very thoughts that grin
Singing like seraphim and gargoyles
Raising their shy little heads
Unaware of the audience
Your eyes see them all
And still keep watching

No bullshit
I like the way you
Cut
To the chase
Pulling that loose end
Until I’m all unwound
Soft and warm
Like apple crumble
Deliciously Crumbling

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