AND WHAT IF WE COULD AGREE?

And what if we could agree

You and me

That we could be in love?

It wouldn’t mean sighs and barks,

Pointed tongues and sharpened teeth

Or too many broken wings.

It would mean

A body there at day’s end,

A name to fill in on the

“In case of emergency” place

An end to the restless wandering

Of the single,

A bit of peace

A relaxing into the coming sunset.

A glance, a brush, a touch,

Crème Brulee,

And what if we could agree