laugh with me
at these childish mistakes
innocence is bliss
...or so they say.

for we are young
but not quite as free
as this, our love,
demands us to be

for you must live
and to live, must leave
and a companion to you
I cannot be

but I cannot ask
for you to stay
"I'll wait for you"
is too easy to say

but soon we'll look back
on these memories
for love stories like this
make life worth living.

I want a poet for a lover.
One who's talented with lies.
Who will wear his heart out on his sleeve.
And words as his disguise.

I want a poet for a lover.
Whose poems pray we'll never part.
One who will paint my world with love.
Then, poetically, break my heart.

(January 2009)