By: Starlight


She wants to go home,
to her bed,
to sleep,
to never wake up.

He wants to be set free,
to fly,
to see.

She cannot sleep without
capturing him in her thoughts,
her dreams.

He cannot fly being bound;
her chain
keeps him down.

She walks in the pouring rain;
it drenches her skin.

She clenches the key

He pecks at her fist

She looks down slips the key in its place and turns.
With a click he rises to the clouds.

She falls into a mass of pillows and blankets, wide awake.
"He will return, someday."