If

If

If I was there with you tonight

we'd paint the town the deepest crimson -

making memories out of pocket change

and stirring up the gods.

A tornado would mate

with a hurricane

and baby horseshoe crabs

would wash ashore.

If I was in your arms tonight

I'd squeeze you so tight the blood

would rush to your head

and you'd beg me to stop.

The ghetto would take a bow

and curtsey just before

tucking a napkin in its collar

and lighting a candle.

If you were by my side tonight

we'd love hard enough

to make the neighbors blush

cups pressed to the wall.

The city would blink, twice

and traffic would stop

to watch us cross sidewalks

on the lower East Side.

Reviews

[CLR9]

Ok great poem gordy, but i got a question.

Did lard a*s have to pay to get into the pie eating contest?

[Allen Smuckler]

if...if...if.... How many times do we say 'if' or 'wish' instead of making things happen. doing to and for our lives instead of the other way around. Make 'em happen Erin...they are there for the taking.
BTW. Great write....honest, sincere and and exact... Terrific imagery. I loved it.
thanks for sharing
allen
p.s. Congrats on being a Grad. Grad.

[Poetic Beauty]

Love can be the most amazing feelings in the world. It can bring a sense of peace and joy like nothing else can. The details are passionate and joyous in this piece.

[Eagle Cruagh]

This is what love is all about. It is real
with real people and places and things.
Congratulations on that amd the MA and
the talent and all that other stuff you got.
Thank you
------ Eagle Cruagh

[Danny Anthony Schromen]

i LOVE this one... for many reasons... "and stirring up the gods"...love that line... as well as "the ghetto would take a bow".... your so great hun... very very good writing and FUN...love it