Silent

The creature you wanted
is finally free,
but your hand is closed?
Your eyes cannot see...

You have everything now
Maybe this is just a stumble?
Don’t leave her unattended,
Behind, she’ll crumble...

She needs your love
Not your wide-eyed ‘like’
This delicate being
has no petrol for fight.

You’ll notice the silence
and the glitter gone,
the magic leaves with her
And warmth you’ll mourn.

Her scent will haunt you
And mess with your head,
You’ll feel empty over
what you shoulda coulda said.