…in layers –
the unraveling
of a river, I pick at
a thread it releases
when it’s ready like
a tangled string for the
careful embroidery
of thoughts while words
arrive with the frolic
of a bounding kitten
scurrying I pick it
up and hold it close:
wet words
with an unsteady beat
Songs Of Kat 
Beautiful.
Thank you, Jayde-Ashe.
Lovely images in the words – and the pic, wow! No words :)