Unlocked

You waited,
you watched.
Shadows and substance kept you,
locked.

Until your presence fell
upon me,
sometime in February-
when glands were glad,
and grins were had,
you dabbled in bad.

I began to recall
how lovely you are-
your mind and its darkness,
a distant star
that I kept trying to catch a ride to,
only to be left in the blue-
not the hue that imbues
you.

So here I wait,
watching

for you-

standing still,
unlocked.