with Love
He sent me
A box of chocolates
with Love
A square box
With red wrapping
Gold ribbon
I paused
Unsure
Of what it may hold
Neatly arranged
Delicate-looking
with Love?
I passed my hand
Touching slightly
the perfect round shapes
It can't be that
He really cared
But, what if?
I lifted one
Let down my guard
He must care!
It touched my lips
I quivered slightly
And dropped down dead
A box of chocolates
with Love
A square box
With red wrapping
Gold ribbon
I paused
Unsure
Of what it may hold
Neatly arranged
Delicate-looking
with Love?
I passed my hand
Touching slightly
the perfect round shapes
It can't be that
He really cared
But, what if?
I lifted one
Let down my guard
He must care!
It touched my lips
I quivered slightly
And dropped down dead
2 comments:
Fantastic concept!
Impressive.
I've used 'He' in my poems before. It's just a technique, nothing more.
Here's a note that I had attached to one of my earlier poems:
Note: He refers to 'they', multiple people. I just found this piece of poetry to be more powerful when I used 'he'.
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