having meticulously folded

and spread a sky of wings--

to shield and fly a breast

unique in its love.

far gone in that uniqueness...

the ache widens, as away from.

what has not come to appreciate it--

as only the ache to ache of monogamous

love can.

till then there is only solitude, whose

demand ruthlessly increases.

entrusted to--placed in the care of such a

weariness.