If I Could Buy More Time To Be A Poet

If I could buy more time to be a poet, I would

Take you somewhere we can be alone

In an abandoned castle perhaps where our stories once lived.

I'll read my verses and you will listen

And not understand a thing but we'll hear the walls shake

And the ground will feel like water under our feet.

You will lean over for a kiss when it is over

And I will give up my lips like giving up my pride

Knowing that words are currents that must flow through skin 

Before they can enter the mind.

And one day you will realize how the words

That did not make any sense to you

Were actually the prayers that you have left

Unuttered, folded away in a secret place

That even I cannot reach.