Drowning

If I were to drown

in the depths of your eyes

succumb to the lure

of your honey-tipped lies

burn from the touch

of your silky-smooth hand

ache from the love

my heart can’t demand –

Would you come along for the ride?

Watch me drown and toss me aside?

Laugh as I ached and cried out your name?

Walk away as swiftly as you came?