Crashing Down

spindrift:

just a little test of reading my poems aloud, lemme know what you think!

fate’s not friendly

can i press your cheeks together
to pucker your lips?

can i slip your heart into
my pocket, where it fits?

neatly and discreetly,
unconditionally and wistfully.

for, love,
i am frightened for your exit
to the underworld
where i will forever fear your
deficiency of merit.

but do not be afraid,
‘cos i will always be late
to spill my guts in rhymes
and spew these little lines.
it gives you time. 

Nice! Loved it :)