if it would help

if it would help
at all

I would
cheerfully
gouge out my eyes
and hand them to you
let you see what I see
in you

I would
happily
rip off each finger
one at a time
let you feel what I feel
when I touch you

(the last few I’d do with my teeth)

I would
joyfully
give you my lips
with a smile still left on them
let you know how it feels
when you kiss them

I would
gleefully
tear out my heart
and present it to you
let you know how it feels
to love you

you’d probably say
it’s just an organ
pumping blood
no real feelings caught up
in its arteries and veins
but you’d be quite surprised
as you felt the love
pulsing inside

meanwhile
I’d collapse on the floor
blind and lipless
fingerless and heartless
as my life ebbed away
content in the knowledge
you’d finally get it
the depth
(and the madness)
of my love
for you

or perhaps

if it would help
at all

I would write you a poem
lovingly
a slightly silly one
a slightly funny one
a slightly gory one
a slightly crazy one
but one full of love all the same

By Suzy Shipman

I like to take photos and write words ...

3 comments

  1. Oh love, so lovely!
    Angst ridden and compliant to the curve. Let him feel your love….. Only THEN, will he completely understand your soul.

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