Maybe I’ll ask you to dance with me
Come along
among the fields of green
turning them red, enamored with
the motion of us
Maybe I’ll ask you to talk with me
Sing along
among the verses of solos
making them harmonies, resonating with
the sound of us
Maybe I’ll ask you to sit with me
watch along
among the two heavy oceans
joining them as one, melding with
the land of us
Maybe I’ll ask you to die with me
or maybe
not
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This one was kind of depressing. :(
ReplyDeleteAha, but I liked how you ended the last stanza in a different way structurally than the first ones; it was nice and unexpected.