I woke with you on my mind
I laid in bed and watched you
Wandering, at first it seemed aimlessly
Then I saw you were searching
I came from the shadows and asked
‘What is it you seek like a thief?’
You turned and smiled, a twinkle in your eye
‘Never a thief, I want you to give it to me willingly’
‘and I think you keep what I want here’
I looked around at the clutter I keep inside
Files, papers, memories, hopes, dreams
Nothing shiny or bright in this corner of my mind
No baubles, everything was covered in dust
Then I saw your hand resting on a tiny box
Scarred, ragged, tarnished a homely looking thing
But my breath caught in my throat
For in that box laid the most valuable treasure I own
The key to my heart
