Silver Locket
I’ll fold up my heart like a piece of paper and lock it away. It will be a time capsule filled with ruby memories.
Unlock its contents and I will be your Saturn again, your lucky charm. And we’ll float away on magic multicolored balloons shaped like cats and puppies and giraffes and pterodactyls that can carry us anywhere we want to go, like crystal Paris or smoky Peru, a golden nebula or the white moon.
But until then, I will stay here, smiling, wondering, and holding a little bit of light in a silver locket.