I am the choker around your neck
Shackling you to Adulthood
(boy, there's no turning back)
knotted, re-knotted, again and again
(calming your nerves perhaps?)
if only love was simple, and plain
The doors sweep open, the familiar tune plays
your tongue ties the same as when you first met
( brain flowing through memories of days)
don't faint, don't faint!
even if your palms sweat
Years Later;
you both sit on the sofa
and yell at the referee on TV
(still side by side in love, how sweet)
voices buzzing, grumbling, in comfortable harmony
Maybe age is stealing your mind away-
or has it buried the puppy-love, young love of yesterday?
(wifey doesn't dust in the storeroom anymore)
or she'd find me greying on the floor
forgotten, like the corner of your heart that's
filled with the tremor of the day you gathered your nerve,
and swore
"till death do us part"
~JD, 2007
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