If I were to drown
in the depths of your eyes
succumb to the lure
of your honey-tipped lies
burn from the touch
of your silky-smooth hand
ache from the love
my heart can’t demand –
Would you come along for the ride?
Watch me drown and toss me aside?
Laugh as I ached and cried out your name?
Walk away as swiftly as you came?