You're a mystery
Wrapped in pale lilac sheer,
Standing behind a dark heavy curtain
That light won't penetrate.
But I see your eyes,
Darting like a bird
That flew mistakenly into a warehouse.
They're veiled, too, behind rose colored glasses.
They peek at me
When they think I'm not looking.

I fumble for the hidden latch
That clasps your gilded cage.
How I long to unfasten it.

-jenn