Bower boy
By Kirli Saunders
Published 19 June 2017
I've left blue letters
on the windowsill
for you
since I were a child.
Inked notes
on bottle caps
and pegs
and ribbons,
to remind you
that we were lovers once,
a lifetime ago.
My offerings for your
wild cobalt nest
to have you know that
Bower boy,
I love you still.