My Hypocrisy

Were I to know your depth’s degree I’d want to dive quite fearlessly give all the things required of me to plunge into our destiny. Were I to touch the heaven’s gate I’ll even bear hell’s jealous hate for being in this tortured state you’ll see that I’m your destined fate. Were I to scale the steepest height of friendship's pleasure and delight I’d want to share our deep insight fun and laughter each day and night. Were I to taste your sweetest kiss I’d want to stay, that I won’t miss for too long I did wait for this the moment our souls meet…a bliss. Were I to hear your heart’s desire I'd want to touch, feel the fire the fiercest heat while wind and choir rise to the highest notes of lyre. Were I to hold the strength of yours absorb the substance of your force I’d want to leave a charted course and row with passion’s guiding oars. Were I to ride the ocean’s waves before it feeds the tempest’s graves I’d want the shelter your heart saves for you my love, it’s I… who craves. But, were you to ask this of me be your true love eternally I still cannot accept, you see …this is my sad hypocrisy. So I'll pretend not loving you I'd rather hurt ourselves in lieu of people who shared our lives' hue before my world got splashed by you. KIM PATRICE NUNEZ What is Your Hypocrisy Contest - 1st Place 08 April 2015