in you i could drown, my darling
sweetly, quickly, quietly
all at once and all you'd have to do
is look at me
in that way
that only you can do
for you i have fallen, my darling
in and out and over again
by the slightest touch of your fingertips
or the sighing laugh you give
or the smile you smile that
weakens all of my joints
all at once
your words, to you, my darling
seem like graphite scratched onto
the blue-lined papers of a journal
too wrong, too wrong you are, my darling;
they are ink
etched into my heart
never to be forgotten
always resonating, shining
on those dark, late nights when
my soda goes flat-forgotten and
my face is painted with fragile tear-strands
and my soul is wrung dry
your words, my darling,
they replenish my very existence
your smile, your laugh, my darling,
turns my heart into a metronome set
to the quickest tempo
the way you look at me, my darling
the way you love me
in you i could drown.