Open

I wonder why

You kiss others

Is it because

I’m not there

Do they look

At you like

I do straight

Into your eyes

Like I’m staring

Down a charging

Rhinoceros stopping you

In your tracks

Or do they

Look down or

Over or behind

Like they’re trying

To decide whether

To try you

On before buying

Or is it

That I’m too

Much I cherish

Too much I

Treasure too much

When sometimes you

Just want to

Be a commodity

Casually bought and

As quickly traded

For someone else