Poem: Loving you.

Is this a love

For all ages,

Or a love

That ages

Me?

_____________________

A love that

Wears my hair thin,

And makes me wary

Of saying

The wrong thing.

_____________________

Where I go,

You follow,

Guaranteeing me of

A miserable tomorrow.

_____________________

I want none of the roses

In this garden,

Where I always feel like

A storm is gathering.

_____________________

I want to be carried up

Love’s mountain,

But only if you promise

Not to come with me.

_____________________

Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2018.

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