Sitting in Michael's Lap
Echo, this was charged with longing ... I do so love a good bit of free verse ...
So I hope you won't mind too much when I tell you that there was ONE word that I thought detracted from the flawless flow of the rest. "Accessible" (line 8) is a very sterile, clinical word, which IMHO does not taste very well intermixed with the delicious sweetness of the rest of this piece. You could find another word to replace it if you liked, but I think it would be lovely is you just left it as:
inviting her to a place
where he was,
A place where they could engage ...
Just my suggestion, hun. Enjoyed this immensely.
Full fathom five thy father lies,
Of his bones are coral made,
Those are pearls that were his eyes;
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange...
--William Shakespeare, from The Tempest