For your birthday this year
I bought you a frame
And put in it a thing
From our last holiday.
I wrote the year in the corner,
See? Just through the glass.
So you'd always remember
That moment together, the two of us.
On the back of the mount
I wrote my love declaration.
Lucid and bold,
So unlike my stifled diction.
Shocked, I replaced
The chipboard backing.
Honest words hidden,
Exhausted, mind rumbling.
And there it will stand
On your shelf quite plainly.
My confession laid bare,
For you to see, daily.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
For your birthday this year
I bought you a frame
And put in it a thing
From our last holiday.
I wrote the year in the corner,
See? Just through the glass.
So you'd always remember
That moment together, the two of us.
On the back of the mount
I wrote my love declaration.
Lucid and bold,
So unlike my stifled diction.
Shocked, I replaced
The chipboard backing.
Honest words hidden,
Exhausted, mind rumbling.
And there it will stand
On your shelf quite plainly.
My confession laid bare,
For you to see, daily.
2014
