The Box Series #2: Opening the Box

Sunshine radiating
windowing his soul through his eyes and mouth

wishing the box could be open for more than just
one day

he stares inside
and wishes she was there.

He knows exactly how to picture it

her eyes, two moonbeams winking at his love
her mouth, mirroring his own

weaving into a smile
unlike any other he’d known

her nose, twitching and tickling his cheek
as she leaned in close to breathe on him.

He stares at an empty box

a gift that contains nothing inside
but was made with her very soul.


Talk at me while I eat

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