What if I told you I’m in love?
Would you just gasp and start to leak?
Would you take off your leather glove
To gently touch my hairy cheek?
What if I told you I’m in love
But not with you? Would you stay still?
Or would you keep your leather glove
To give a slap of bitter zeal?
Now that I’ve told you nothing comes:
Your lips are closed, your eyes are void –
A shrug of shoulders, setting gloves –
What if you told me you’re annoyed?
07.11.2018