A poem to the one that once loved me, and for whom I still do. Long and unrevised. |
When we first met, You know, last year, You didnt want to hear What I wanted to say. So you made sure to stay clear And far away, From my little bird cage. Then a little while later You looked in. You began to notice. Seeing the small bird within. Even if it was late, Little by little you noticed. Like a small bird Locked away, Never to be herd In my rusty cage. Silver feathered but covered In soot, Waiting for anyone. The soot, It blinded me, Covering my whole. I didnt really see you, Just as you me, Until you noticed and came to me. You tapped lightly on the cage, bars lit unbrightly. Saying you liked me, you needed me, I didnt hear you. Soot thick over my head, Forcing me to see past you. You waited patiently, Coaxzing me, Looking on desperatly, Waiting only on me. You pushed away the soot, Smoothed my feathers, Giving me a look... "I love you." Then all at once, My cage shook, Soot fell in, Great and heavy. And I finally heard you. Only you... "I love you." I was free. Flying far away. I was free from that cage, From my bondage, Never left to sway unbalanced again. All my true colors shown now. All was in balance... Months went by, And I returned to blindness, Soot seeping back over me. The bars trapped me again. You had left me... |