THE DESSERT PARLOUR

I cannot flow
In & out of your life
Like the wind passes
Through planted delights
For am I neither
Unstoppable– like the breeze,
Nor are you
Anything like a tree.

We are humans: complicated,
And so queer examples of
Personifications do not apply
Upon us in entirety.
We could rather be
Abstract to one another.
That way, I don't see
How both of us cannot win. 

You could be all
Sentiments and emotions
And I could be–
Heartless time.
That way you could
Express more explicitly
And I needn't wait for nothing
Pretending to be kind

May be the roles
That I'm assigning
Seem to be prejudged
Or even prejudiced,
So come on dearest
To the dessert parlour,
Of that beautiful,
Innocent former time.

Instead of the favourites
We could try
A newer way
Of going about
And make this time
A different purchase
Much, much different
Since the first Valentine's.

Of course, I'd know
What you'd truly like
And might even too
Think closely alike
But we decided remember?
To give things a try
For, given too much perfection
Love shall bitterly die.

-K.G.