This is the word
that carries an itch
A twitchy burr
that tears at the stitch
stirring the air
of my careless niche

It is the whisper
holding my ear
A fearless purr
beyond a mirror
luring the pen
and then you appear

Unobtrusive you muse
across your stage
Courageous through
each storied page
pursuing my heart
in your artful way

This is my answer
to the unspoken call
Softly swallowed; yet sure
You've not broken it all
for you deserve this consent
my entire heart is yet enthralled