i fell in love with the thought of you
lived among the pauses
inhaled during commas
released after periods

i caught the kiss you blew my way
felt it warm my cheek
then gently removed it
placed it a glass box
with crystal ribbons
added it to my curio cabinet
of curiousities
right next to your pillow talk
and corner of your heart
kept in a wooden box
you had diligently carved
for its safekeeping

locked tight without a key
i never had the answer
but i feel it still sometimes
when my mind is quiet
sweet nothings escape
through intended pinholes
lapping at my earlobes
until childish giggles emerge from my throat

beckoning purity to return to its origin

the two dance across my soft curves

spinning 'round and 'round

only to be carried lovingly

back through iron keyholes

where the solid sound of a beat could be heard