May I 
might I
remember please 
let me 
paint you
like this 
in some 
cranny somewhere 
tucked away 
where no 
one finds 
but me 
when I 
go to 
take one 
last peek 
before days
light ceases
for me 

And here
and now 
you are 
and I 
and this 
and that
just just’s 
and now 
I’m waiting 
for the 
but which 
always comes 
like a 
toddler denied

Once you 
had a
body but
now you
have gained 
a soul
so goes
the march
growing older 

You decided 
a cup
and not
a pot
because you 
had somewhere 
else to 
be besides 
here with 
someone me
I guess 
that makes 
me a 
cup too 
used chipped 
and most
likely broken 

Looking down 
from above 
upon what 
is beneath 
and wondering 
just what
if anything 
might happen 
if I’d
but don’t 
is decided 
for sometimes 
even lions
let lie
sleeping prey