Imprisoned Wings

Contained in my box,
So free before,
Free to adore, vibrant
Or is it not me entangled
in the beauty, colors of love
A child selfish equally jealous
of the stares
my secret treasure,
my strangling unpierced box of love
slowly deceasing beauty in you
driven by heart
Should I love you enough to let you go?
My heart says no nor yes from the rest
You see, the fascination in the connection
between prey and predator
who plays the part?
Very smart child, leave a crack in love,
or the box,
which are one and the same
will my butterfly fly or remain?
If flight is what's desired my unsealed love box infinite...

To Be Continued.....