Today’s Prompt: Drawer
Today’s Form: Ode
Today’s Device: Apostrophe
I’ve kept it away somewhere, hidden from watchful eyes
I understand; it is something you despise
But God, I do feel triumphant
Holding your dusty watch
In my hands.
The sheer beauty of it!
You’d wear it every day like it was a wedding ring
I would hear a new sound every hour apart,
Crafting a dance to the beat of your heart.