don’t leave me on the ledge tonight
I never meant to dine and wine you
I never meant to lost and find you
I never meant to fear, I never meant to hear
the words you said in thought
that brought me
to the ledge
to the edge of fine
to a glass of wine
to the brink of thinking
touching the edge of the glass and making it sing or scream
remember the sound
of a drop on your lips
and I’ve nothing to bring
to this party of two
or less than not a thing.
just a drop or two
of water, wine, blood or breath
and a word I thought I heard
that it turns out you never said.
don’t leave me teetering on the edge
of never again
because forever began before we met
and forever ended when you left.