it was a thimble after all

i think one day

i shall fly to the moon.

or better yet,

i think one day

i shall fly to your window.

perhaps you will be sewing

a shadow for me.

i'll place a small ribboned box

at the foot of your bed.

"what is it?" you might ask.

but i won't say.

how could i ruin the surprise?

"please?"

i won't budge.

you'll open it slowly,

pulling the ribbon undone.

inside, you'll find nothing.

you'll look at me hurt,

unsure,

confused.

i'll move in closer

and slip on my shadow.

a simple thought later,

and we're off until morning.

Reviews

[Naomi Montana Walsh]

Very interesting, I like it..
only one thing..I would reword.
you'll open it slowly,

pulling the ribbon undone.

inside, you'll find nothing.

you'll look at me hurt,

Here as it is written..it is unclear... as to who is looking hurt..
Still if could remain as it is if you like it.. it is your poem and I think it is very interesting and as I said I do like it.

[Mavis Bard]

what's the meaning of the box?

[James Paulin]

Peter Pan comes to mind with the influence of the attachable shadow but I sense a deeper symbolism in the empty box and shadow in the poem. Thank you for allowing my imagination to flex itself. Well done.