and like a bird of prey,
I watch you from afar.
I sieve your glances
through the filter of my liking,
if I’m still present in your cup of tea.
I know how you take it.
Your day is beautiful with chaos,
while my mind is beautiful with you.
I feel my thoughts leaving
in a form of hasty written words,
but I never regret those escapees –
they have been held prisoners
for so long.
Untraceable by your senses.
I undress my soul for you
as I watch you reveal your body.
We are naked,
on opposite sides of the fence,
that none of us erected,
so in a way..
we are both
within the reach of a hand,
by each other.
– Chatty Owl –