Promise Me Glue
Because I am yours as you are mine- will love you forever, every single night. Like a wingless bird, please do not take flight- abandoning me. Pain it would cause me to feel ill. If anything I want to feel is your lips on mine, your fingers tangled in mine and your stare crashing with mine- as we collapse in love. Promise me not a ring. Instead, promise glue for when we break apart into separate ways. Promise me glue, so our lives will in eternity, ironically, be one and the same.
This poem is about:
Me