Lonnie Hicks - A Treasure Box

So soon this time
melts away
like you;


my common sense
sometimes
leaves me too
like you.

Often I am blind
and cannot see
the You before me;

many times I need
help to see
desperately
from you.

I lay down with you
to make peace
but cannot speak
the words;

I want to say I love you
but can only buy a present
which only signals how I feel
but is not what I feel.

Chocolates are not
a human heart.

Many times I want to reach
out you
but feel I cannot spare the hug

you need.

I'm always on the edge of hesitancy
feeling I cannot spare the Me
locked away in my small
meager
treasure box.

Nary a coin there
I feel
can leave,

and I guard even small
leavings
jealously.

The wonder is
I think,
such meager treasure box pickings
I have,
I think
I have to protect;

because it is always closed
it does not easily release
scarce
feeling coin;

but then again
it is never open
to receive
new coins,
bequeathed.

Lonnie Hicks

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