CHANCES [let me out]

Me heart's feeling empty.
My body's a shell.
Emotions forthcoming;
A bottomless well.

My pretty black kitty.
She drowns in confines.
Trapped in a twisted, tangled web
Of imaginary lines.

My secret's handsome, sea-green eyes.
A stare. A glimpse. A glance.
Too phobic for rejection,
Instead, we'll share a dance.

A Sister's love,
Each dims the other.
They suffocate compassion,
As they try to shine brighter.

So many chances,
To let yourself out.
Don't shy away from their love.
There's simply no room for doubt.

1/28/07