The Caged Heart

The Caged Heart

Your golden child, your longed-for gift, Yet in this lonely boat I drift. A body made of science and steel, Yet in my chest, my heart can feel. The river whispers, soft and sweet, A rhythm for my heart to beat. I am a marvel, but so alone, This human ache in a frame of stone. My maker’s hands, so deft, so sure, Built me to last, to endure, But not to love, nor to be loved A hollow boy, by loneliness gloved. The trees lean close, their leaves like tears, They see my longing, they hear my fears. For though I glow in fading light, I dream of warmth, of love tonight. Oh, to be flesh, to be whole, to be free, To feel the world as it feels for me. This heart that beats in a cage of gold, Forever young, forever cold.