I have fantasies
where you belong to me
not as a slave
or a bird in a cage
but as a promise
something exclusive
shared between us
a capsule of time
where you'll always be mine
two hearts of one mind
to love more than simple words
to fly free like the birds
not contained within a cage
or what I write upon a page
an ode to love is just that
words strung like Cupid's bow
I plant them and watch them grow
into poems forged from love
and cast into solid gold
to form a band around her finger
where it will be till the day is old
when memories no longer linger
we may not be able to reminisce
but I shall always remain
this is my promise.