FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

you have a pet
a small bird
it was given to you
but you do not remember

it does not know how to sing
and lives in a cage
as it had lived there
with familiarity
you share it with the one
you think you love
exclusively
you have never shown it
to anyone else
it is an ordinary thing
some people tired of its silence
wanted to set it free
but this one loves to be in the
privacy of your prison
nothing is surprising
it is yours and not meant to be given
and in your goodness
you keep it as it is.
it shall die with you
and the one you love soon
shall find another
and you shall be forgotten
for there are so many of them
if you only listened.