Sweetness

You are apple pie
sitting before me
with a scoop
of ice cream
and a dollop
of Cool Whip on top.
Your voice is music
that lures me
to the edge of risks
I must not take.
Please
change my mind
by leaving it alone.
Please.
Change its course
by saying something
meaningless
ridiculous
and trite.
Offer your sweetness
to another who
can sing the same
kind of song
and get lost in words
that might turn
my perfect ocean
into salt.

 

DeMaris Gaunt
4-24-15

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