If You
if you wonder
what you bring;
is your consideration
worthy
of my fragmented
and fumbling dreams, and
why I'm captive
in your smile
if you ask
what I find;
is your world
noble in my cautious
and groping curiosity, and
how can I
want to hold your hand
if you question
what you give me;
if pressed to answer,
I could pull a rabbit
from an oblivion of millions, and
say that, never
having requested as much,
you give a damn
Copyright © Barb Black | Year Posted 2007
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