I Want To Be a Poem

I want to be a poem written on a blank paper put in with a wine bottle folded into an aeroplane to be made a wish upon I want to be trapped in a glass bottle traversing thousands of miles of the vast sea To be opened up with a prying hand curious eyes and a wandering mind To be shook off the sand from to be blessed in a lover’s embrace I, want to be a poem Free, bound, engraved, forgotten Lost, found, taken and given By someone I have never known By someone I have never seen By someone I would never meet By someone I have already lost I want to be a poem..