even in these minutes, i may
have loved you more than i would
lifetimes… watching you, leaning
into the light that pulls me towards
you… i don’t want to be free from
your gaze; and, if these glances were prison
bars, let me be the subject of your most
absolute tyranny; punish me if ever
i try to slip promptly from your grasp
and never ever pardon me to try and pave
way for undesired freedom; let me not
warrant any amnesty if ever guilt nudges
you to forgive for in your immediate periphery
is where i want to be caught and captured,
both my hands raised, ready for surrender

© mr gahon 5/20/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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