metonymy4u

i’m amazed that you accept me anymore
that forests stand
how do you do for any of your love
how command

passions to a lovely end
when paramours become an angry stage
upon which to bend
misanthropic gaze

thus i refute you thus comply
with our kind out of sort
something rare died this morning
unable to comport

what does it take for two to intersect
which one first dares to tread the intervening place
of two lovers arms that crave love
and demise of intersecting space