Please promise me
say you'll stay
till the end
until the end of the day
and the week
to the very last second
of my very last breath
And please promise me
say you won't forget
out firsts
our first kiss
and words
to the very first night
of our very first time
Please promise me
say you're mine

I'm sometimes asked with feigned surprise,
"You write poetry?"
"How Divine!
Give us a sample of your
favorite rhyme!"

But I know what they're thinking.
I see it in their eyes,
"What a waste of time."
"What a joke."
"Better hide the silver,
cuz these types are all broke."

Poetry doesn't pay the bills.
That part is so true.
But, don't deride my compulsion,
or my next hundred verses
will be about "you!"


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