Love, forsaken

you abandon inescapable

manifestations; sorrow

be gone-

 

you choose

defense mechanisms

to buffer,

make a tough, durable

machinist-

you have fought stupidity, ineffectualness,

bad taste.

 

Explode your myths over me;

tell of your disdain

for middle-of-the-road policies,

run-of-the-mill families-

your hankering after extremes, indulgements

and how they never interfere

with your schemes-

 

pursue

forever, with unrelenting zeal

as you strive to remain honest-

you could spit the unspeakable

to the unapproachable

with your laughter,

a direct barometer of your mental state

(you will always be forgiven),

even when

 

dishing out your authority

without compromise,

when you fail to give ground

or when you keep me at a distance,

(no room for recrimination).

 

lure me close

when you need me most-

your make-love,

carnal and ecstatic,

overshadowing your sensitivities

(I know they exist).

 

I know how you like to be touched,

I know when you need quiet;

 

in time

I will master the offering.