On the other side of this wall,
you lie as if drugged
with something stronger than anything
I"ve ever known. I stand anonymous
among the others, staring
at the cruel mockery we"ve made
of your beauty. I want to set you free.
As if you hear that thought,
you turn your head lazily
in my direction—I can see your eyes,
full of a wildness held forcibly in constraint,
roaming beyond the wall we"ve erected
to keep you ours.
A freedom runs behind those black orbs,
runs untethered and unchecked.
I see savannahs of golden truth,
tall grasses blowing in inevitable winds,
a sun hot with primitive heat.
When our eyes lock,
my heart flutters like a bird
caught in your powerful jaws,
and I recognize the beating of your drums
as no one else among me can.
I look past your beauty to s
