I could kiss away the tears
That laid freckles on your impossibly perfect face.
If you asked me to I would have held over my heart,
beating still on a sliver platter.
To hear your laughter I would cross an ocean,
river a mile to be near.
I could caress your hair till it shone like the kindness in your soul
or had I made that up because I had refused to believe you’ve turned cold.
Even if you said I had never meant a single thing that you and I were never a whole,
Still I would never asked for time to alter my feelings to the grave and beyond I’ll forever hold….