I'd give her my air
if I could breathe life
through her

I'd be her best man
with a best man
forging a worst man
I'd later referee

I'd tear down these
drapes and escape
the windows
turning around
closing the innuendos

I've escaped

I'd take this steak
unshook
seasoning it
cook it with highlights
saw made
shimmering elegance

I'd give her that moment
capsized in rebelliousness

She would love me

temporarily going mad
behind the scenes

Everything would be Grand

outside of
the schemes

I like it - and just remembered why I usually don't share my poetry - I'm so not up to par.

I bow to your superior talent.

For you, Sweet J

Beautiful and heartfelt as always J

I love the flow and your way of painting images. Such richness between the lines ...