Glass CaseA Poem by Kathryn SmithEyes locked I sit in your pickup In your passenger seat We gaze We yearn and melt Your bed I stand You watch below I smile And reach out to touch you But I have made A glass case around you For you are married To the church Yet our fingers press And wind together Entwined Holding hands Our hearts together In spirit My shoulders you rub My voice you treasure But still a glass case I must remember I want to smash it To pieces To bits So we can love And I can soothe Your troubled mind I loved you from day one I've loved you All this time
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