What if you said you loved me....

What if you said you loved me….
Reciprocating
Ache for ache
Measuring your longing
Against mine
Sigh for sigh

What if you said you loved me….

What would I do for dreams
Day and night
What would slip under my eyelids
Open and shut
And fill my soulscape
With the 70 mm, Technicolor impossibility
Of you and me?

What if you said you loved me….

Would it pall

If I had on call
Your arms to wrap around
And lose myself in that urgent tenderness
Your face to nuzzle
Any leftover nook that your arms overlooked?

If I had on tap
The taste of you to dreamily lick off my lips
And savor in some vacant reverie
Your head to fill
My lap?

What if you said you loved me

Would I tire,
No more desire
To claim you in every public place
With my eyes, my thigh
Proprietarily ranged so warm, so close
Against yours?

Would it be a bore
To know that you adore
Crave
Rave
Yearn
Burn
Hunger
Hanker

After, for me

Just the way,
(Will you say?)
I am
Was
Ever will be

Hangnails, varicose veins and all

For the way
(Will you say?)
my skin spills, satin
over my shoulders
And disappears to some undisclosed destination
That you
Crave
Rave
Yearn
Burn
Hunger
Hanker

To find…..

What if you said you loved me?

What if then
When
We reach Happily After
And have sipped the welcome gin
Settled in
Walked hand in hand
Over the indulgent, insouciant sand
Traced the rest of our lives
On each others’ bodies, breaths,

What then?
What would we do for afters….