Embryonic love is an iron box around the heart,
Any tiny shift in surroundings is arrhythmia.
I didn’t know what it was to
Bathe in the warmth of
A sunlight unceasing
Until that box came and closed off my arteries.

It is a shock to see you and I shiver with delight
But brittle, I cower from the painfully
Bright sight of your eminence.

I can forgive you your beauty, dearheart.
I cannot forgive the fear in that box.
And so I must overcome.

With a ship of cardboard and wax
Built out of hope that frailty
so despises. Journeying up and up

Burning when I draw near enough
to catch your unwittingly destructive
dismissal. Tumble tumble through
The atmosphere and gasp for
Air that isn’t present
And feel the iron box shrink
Shrink shrink and all at
Once it
ends