Casting Charms

by sibyllene

I want to make worlds
in miniature,
tiny and perfect as
forget-me-nots showing their
skycolors
as drops in mossy woods

worlds to fit in whorls of seashells
and the small hollow behind your ear,
where your jaw dips into your neck, where
the woodsmoke smell pools just
for me to kiss

worlds that are lovely
and could be scooped up
by acorn caps and swallowed by
sparrows, that are pristine and
minuscule, that could be slipped into
pockets or lemonades, that could be
worn like talismans around your neck, that
are seed-like and leaf-like and
have not one speck of
ugliness in them