Boundaries Poem by michele kostelnik

I've watched you from a distance.

There's a child I can see in back of your eyes.

She's always clad in calico and rubber band clasped
pig tails.

She has lace socks that long ago lost their pink ribbons.

I envy your innocence.

She has an airy holding place where breathing is easy.

I, like the Arcadian god Pan watch patiently.

I play my shepherds' song and wait for frenzied love.

It will overturn reason and entice you forth

across the boundary.