The glass case

A Poem by Mitchell_gerry

A free style poem I wrote about a girl who I loved, still love, and may never get back.

The Glass Case

My contentment
delicate like a new born snow
drifting to the ground on a calm winters eve
Held in the palm of your smooth tender hands
I feel you.
My heart in your hands,
your heart in a clean glass case. Being held to see
but not quite touched.
Guarded,
not yet to be broken
keeping your ever waiting emotions safe.
But I feel safe,
its your smile,
your touch,
that look in your eye, that captivates me and holds me tight.
I can't let you go,
I can't leave,
I won't.
To see the sun light rise over that cool green hill,
it's rays lighting up you hair like a golden crown,
covering your sleeping face.
I brush it aside to see your coy smile,
eyes cracked open,
the sweet tender good morning kiss. I hold you,
I feel your heart beat with the beat of my own.
Your slow breaths,
your chest rising and falling.
That's what I wish for on this calm winters eve,
when the first snow falls.
I pray for a day where I can wake up to your smile,
to that slow, long kiss.
To brush your hair gently, from your ice blue eyes.
My dear sweet love, you hold my heart, my contentment, my ever waking thoughts.
So lets lift the glass case,
and take a look inside,
cause your heart is the most beautiful of all...

-Mitchell Gerry-