If I Were Poem by RIC BASTASA

if i were a pair of gloves
i know you want to become a pair of hands

if i were a pair of shoes
i know you want to be a set of bare feet.

that indeed is romantic
something that fits like a dado to a joint
like thread to the eye of the needle

even though
nothing is challenging enough
like a round peg to a round hole

but baby these fittings are more of fantasies
there are more truths and realities
those that don't fit
and yet still exist together

like us.
i love you and you love me too.
against all odds.
and evens.