angel

i watch as you open the gates

shoes strode set inside set aside stored

 

i watch you the same way

i watch the birds flit

in and out and dart out and about

 

i watch as you offer your hands

possibilities opening at the closing

of your fingers over mine

 

i watch as the butterflies

dance and dive, dandelions in the wind

i watch as though there are no

vines twisting and buds growing

inside

i am bursting

 

i watch and am wary

i watch and i worry

birds flit in and out

dart out and about

 

what if you, too?

 

possibilities open at the close

but birds in cages beg otherwise

 

i watch as the key turns the lock

 

what if us, too?

 

vines twist and buds grow

butterflies choose where they land and

dandelions would rather stay

 

i watch as the sun sets on our eden

 

what if i, too?

 

unclasped locks meant solitude in the house

while uncaged birds sing with the butterflies