Stretched
I'm stretched with love. I'm out of bounds with you
And just because the words always go south
Let me love you with godforgotten silences
When nothing comes between us but your cheek
Then I'll inherit the world, just like the meek
You are that world now, but also more
Out of bounds, a world without a world
Perfection, inaccessible, fused
Ideal and flawed reality, complete
In one crucible, tossed, burning wife!
I reach in vain for limits to our life
I'm stretched with it. I'm almost bursting through!
I scream your name. I promise to be true .
But you hear silence and believe that, too.
Ron
Sincerely, John Michael