Once upon a time

There was a house on a hill.

And in the house

There was a window

Where anyone could look down

And see everything there was to see.

But today, like all days

There was only one someone

Looking out the window

Wondering at the world below.

And down on the street

The someone saw a couple walking

Hand in hand in lockstep,

Their lips feverishly kissing.

He wonders right then

What it would be like to feel

That touch, that taste

To be part of a pair inseparable

On the outside, completely limitless

Instead of walled in with only one window.

And so he watches the same scene everyday

Through the transparent glass

Dreaming of a face to greet him on the other side

That will take his hand and lead him out to

Paradise.