You were sitting, struggling against her golden chain,
your hands, long fingers picking at
passing you by I caught the glance of your eyes
so I paused and stopped to help you struggle
soul to rise among the clouds.
I stood, playing with the broken chain
My hands, small palms cupping the delicate links
the lock between your eyes and hers
moved and gave to save myself
freeing my body to sink among the earth.
There I waited, watching you struggle
against the casting of new golden chain,
your tongue, soft flesh licking the lock
but the ensnare of such a sugar trap
enchantments not undone till sweetness melted
so I sat and waited till I could help myself
freeing my being to life amongst life.