Take Two

If you can bear it
I’ll love you
if you can’t
I’ll lie
reluctantly
with a weariness
and wariness
born of practiced repression

It will be me
someday
has been me
much as I’m loathe
to be loathsome
to lack the necessary compassion
and answer a love
with my lack

Play it again

It took me back
and I told you
in detail too delicate
for someone so new

Presupposition
that my past would matter
that honesty
was okay

Expression abandoned
your etching marred
a consequence of nothings
shared before their time

I’ll smile at your smile
at a song I know too well
and pine for that first listen
of a story you can’t yet tell