Provocateur

If I had no more days,

what would I say?

I’m not sure

I never said it all.

It’s been a while

and I’ve been at this

along time.

 

Would I tell you

to see the world in words

and not distain it?

Even with its constant failures.

 

The sunrise is

just as beautiful

as the sunset.

 

I arrived

and immediately

asked too much of you.

So sorry,

for being a provocateur.

 

I wish

that I knew for certain

all of the things

that I would need to say

before you let me go.

 

I guess

regrets and torments

are nothing new,

just wish I outgrew them.

 

I would tell you

that you’ve meant

more to me

than anything else

in this whole world.

 

I would tell you

not a day went by

that I didn’t think of you

and smile.

 

You were just as much

a sanctuary to me

as a lover.

 

With you

I always felt safe,

and loved,

and whole.

 

What else would I say,

if I were out of days?

 

I would make sure

you knew

you were looked after.

 

Not alone,

or opposed;

forever sheltered.

 

I would ask you

to lay your burdens down,

your grief and your sadness

and pick up your sword

and your shield,

because there is still so far to go.

 

If

I am not with you

after tomorrow,

just know that I love

you

and want the best for you.

 

Do

what you have to do

to be alive

and stay that way.

 

I love you.

 

 

HG – 2018

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