The Bottom Shelf Review

my heart is an unruly songbird

 it whistles a song only you managed to become accustomed to
its melody is now sewn into your spirit

 i am a set of nesting dolls
and you have peeled back all my layers

we are stuck together like pollen on a bee
you coat all my wounds with honey

you bathe me in diamonds, every time you speak

only around you,
my inner child goes to sleep

your love is a rose bush without the thorns
i close my eyes and fall into it with confidence

my heart was once an unruly songbird,
but now it’s only yours