The Package

Today I found a secret inside of myself. Reaching through my bones and past my marrow, I clutched it tight and pulled with gusto to free it from my essence. As I examined it from top to bottom, weighing The silvery trinket in my hands, a fervor quickened in my belly. It urged me to spew my new-found erudition. It was this day that I noticed you as I never had before. Your flaxen hair sat on you shoulders, lazily dancing down your back. I wanted to touch it and to twirl it in my fingers. My hands were fitted with gloves. The secret could not be covered in smudges and prints when it arrived and your eyes devoured it. I prepped the secret, polishing its streaked surface. There- I could see my own reflection. Gently, I laid it inside the perfect depression that was waiting to give cradle to my fondness. Ah, it was a superb fit. As I closed the lid, I said a prayer, that you would receive it, and receive it well.