Supper

This was beautiful for a state I’m currently in. Ready to reach for the stars with a somewhat hesitant energy to bring with you. Bare your soul generously for the desired future.

Congratulations!

Always enjoy your poems, I usually take varying meanings from them. Your word choice was spot on, and immediately, I liked the choice for "shovel", as it made me think of the eagerness to expand on dreams (I got some Peter Pan vibes too). The lines "An unanchored heart. An uncaged mind." made me think of releasing one's inhibitions, opening your heart and mind to new possibilities. I also didn't know if stardust was explicitly a reference to something, or open for interpretation, as I could read this as being a drug that sends the both of you into this state. Either way, the acknowledgement of misery and pain, and of not knowing if it will rain or not, yet being tied together is apparent here. There was definitely a dream-like tone throughout this.