Why I Can't Stop Writing Poems Poem by Doris Cornago

You were a dream like cream
Musky and smoky like jerky
Gave me strength, unrelenting
Then you changed the game.

No more frozen kisses freebie
You've grown fast up suddenly
Wouldn't want my hand now
Nor my voice on your pillow.

Yet there's space we could meet
Armed with sharpened words
I could slay you with one swig
Make you bleed like a fat pig.

You could also try for a blow
Leave me senseless with a bow
I'd cry myself to sleep, Loch Ness
Planning for another such brawl.

Naked and afraid, pens paused
No metric can gauge the end
Who's the savior, who's the fiend
We're two poets left clueless.