If Then Yes

If with every poem or most
I must somehow prove
I am literary
I can’t…or won’t

write as if to please.
But if I write every word
dripping saturated
with my personal honey,

my human divinity,
then yes,
I will breathe you in
and linger long and

I will write a song
just for you.

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