If you had none other, but me,
River stones would be plump, plus sweet
My heart-pacing frantically-would dance
Cupid-drunk with envy-would revel
At our enchanting romance
Streetlights would strike
Your beauty’s glow demoting them to mere sights,
To sidewalk decorators.
To have you, my love life decorator,
I would give arm and leg.
Be mine, I say.
Hear my charm and beg.
Hear me plead my case.
The Judges and Jurors of heaven will hear my haste,
Will hear the urgency with which I seek your embrace.
I long for more than an appetizing taste.
If you had me completely, would you, in your heart, spare me a place?