But Is It
you wrote for me only
only me
your love
of all ages
of all verse
adoring
me
is this the poem that worships
my lips breasts tongue curves
my eyes that light the fires
of eternal passion imprisons all
that would look upon me
is this the poem that all will read
to end of time when love ends
and the earth retreats
to dust
from me all poems
are the fate of love
but is it you
or the you
in me
is for
you
to
be
jppestana december 25 2016
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