Today, Love: An Anthology of Self

love beneath earth

Small town boy,
Small town girl,
you know how the story goes.
She was always too good,
always just out of reach.

eventually she came around,
chose me
over the world.

but I don't understand
how she gets lost in the raindrops,
the maps.
I don't understand why small town
is never good enough.

I should've known
wild animals don't do well in cages.

I can't get through now
I fear I've lost her to the rain
and the books,
her glimpse at what freedom
feels like.

but they bar her from
me.

my love for her is
insatiable,
untouchable as her love
for the world, but
springtime approaches,
my dear girl.
your mother awaits.