he wishes it was simple
he knows it never is
he takes another longing glance
at what he wishes could be his
she sees his longing glance
and meets it with a glare
determined not to be a thing
determined not to care
she won't be his possession
won't let herself be known
and cannot see the upside
refuses to be shown
he tries to show he gets it
cannot tame the wild thing
cannot stop the beasts from spatting
or silence birds that sing
the further in he stumbles
the further out she steps
pushed on by fear of falling
by fear of being kept
carried on two back one forward
'til too great grows the weight
he moves to fresher pastures
and she gives in too late
she is the tamed wild creature
the beast no longer spats
the bird no longer singing
no mercy shown in that
he cannot be forgotten
she cannot yet forgive
not to now that joint possession
and not to love, to live.
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