I Love You, II
I love you, she questioned?
The words, an inquisition,
at least in the early years.
Will you care for me?
Will you be faithful?
I love you? Do you love me?
Could I have done better? Could I be happier?
Have I made a mistake?
Have I made a mistake!
I love you?
I love you! She accused,
no gentle touch, no kiss,
no tenderness,
only allegations.
The words said so many times a day,
I love you, unfounded innuendo,
suspicion in her voice,
recrimination in her eyes.
The pain of that beautiful phrase,
I love you!
I love you, she deluded,
trying to convince herself,
to convince me.
Half hearted and trite,
No emotions exuded, only allusion.
I love you, Forever,
indifferent inscription inside of the ring.
Peck on my cheek,
fading, until it’s whispered no more,
I love …..
03/02/2022
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2022
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