Bottle

Bottle 

I put my heart 

in a glass bottle

and placed it in 

the sea, in hopes it 

would touch the sunset, 

travel through the 

lands that I can't 

reach. 

Instead, I was captured 

by your 

welcoming hands,

and now my 

bottled heart 

sleeps on a shelf, 

well-dusted and warm, 

but it is no longer mine.