I Ask You This
“If I have to cry to keep you, I will keep weeping.”- The Temptations
If our atmosphere
Becomes a shattered animosity
If our cumulus clouds
Become wrecking balls against our Sun
If the touch of your hands,
Turns into rabid, feline tongue
If your messages of clarity & “I love you”
Translate into a Mime’s distress signal
If the sway of your rosemary breaths
Disappear
I ask you
Would your love
Your real love
Really
Truly
Make me shed oceanic leaks
While you ride leaky canoe
Above our water garden
Never tossing raft
Never diving in
To become my lighthouse savior
Because love
Real love
Should never
Ever
Make you embrace torment’s cry
Nor should love
Ever reciprocate
With muted stanzas
Date stamped:
“Return to Sender”
©Drake J. Eszes
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