The Weekly Croissant: To The Woman

Who insisted on lifting the airplane armrest

What has possessed you, dear stranger

To lift the only barrier between us

How will I know now

Where you end and where I begin

The line undrawn

Is not freedom but rather

A constant quest to enforce it

Without quite knowing

What or where it is

I cannot sleep now

Not knowing how far I can lean

Without improperly invading your territory