Sometimes

Sometimes

I'm a glass vase

Translucent, hard and cold

You can't see my shape exactly

Unless you unfix your gaze

From what you where looking at

Seconds before

The flowers stuck inside me

Sometimes

I'm a child

Barely formed

Playful and open

I'm not me yet

And neither are you

As we play

In a tree

In space

Sometimes

I'm a child

Barely formed

Playful and open

I'm not me yet

And neither are you

And we climb a tree in space

And space is on our side