Sunday, 21 July 2013

Just In Case

I discuss politics with my lover
For we aren’t merely fools in love;

When we saw
The conversations between us
Were as impassioned as our sighs,
Our choice of each other got cemented, a well-brewed decision.

Still,
As I argue and frown and nod and smirk
In these debates
I hurry to hold him and love him in my head
Alternating between ‘leisurely’ and ‘feverishly’
Lest time runs out.

First published in Writers Asylum, 21 July 2013.



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