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