It was a short necklace

with a golden bird on it.

In a book I found its meaning,

which scared me more

than I could admit.

I saw it at the airport,

Aware I’m not infinite,

I had given you my word,

But even for you

I couldn’t quit.

When you look into my eyes,

And ask me for my finger,

I touch the bird and cheat,

while remembering

the promise

I can’t