PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Can't you grant me, just this once,
an ounce of you to down upon
the clock at twelve, the lights above
exploding as we scatter deftly.
A gift to me, for birthdays soon
to fall upon a date we might
as well agree to spend as two;
delighting in each other's company.
If you do I'd love to grant you
place to lay at left or right, or
somewhere just, in spite of me,
far more perfect with you there in it.
And I'd love to share your colors -
all the things you think are fine.
I'll learn them all in my due time.
For now, I think I'm fine with sleeping.