You’re fastening the buttons one by one,
or are you unfastening them?
On the edge of your bed, I’m mid-urging
– to what, I can’t say, I’ve lost track.
You have been the master of self-government,
but there you are.
It’s a complicated match.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
You’re fastening the buttons one by one,
or are you unfastening them?
On the edge of your bed, I’m mid-urging
– to what, I can’t say, I’ve lost track.
You have been the master of self-government,
but there you are.
It’s a complicated match.