National poetry day!

[anaka]

Well, in the UK, anyway. Close enough.

And if I leave you:
It will not be your fault.
My choices
Whispers of myself
Siren song, forever fading
Broken words and bits of glory
These are the things that lured me away.

And if I leave you:
I will know I failed you.
My issues
Orthagonal to reality
Fighting my way through filters
Bright gardens with locked gates
These are the places I could not reach.

And when I leave you:
It will be against my will.
My failure
Fighting with gravity
Inexorably pulled from orbit
Spinning out to distant stars
These are the courses I could not hold.

But until I leave you:
I will fight to stay with you.
My Love
Longing for you
Magnetically pulled into your field
Cleaving to our uncommon lives
You are the place to which I will return.

Michelle Lyons-McFarland, 2012