What Do I Do With You

I could…

Maybe cut you into a few pieces and shove you in a box…

Even for me…

That’s rather unorthodox…

I could…

Write your name across my chest like a jail house tat…

Giggle, I wouldn’t do that…

Or…

I could have portrait of your smile painted across my ceilings…

Mmmm…

I don’t think that’s proper allocation of my feelings…

Perhaps…

I will start my snipping the strings that connect…

I can…

Leave your memory in a place that harder to recollect…

On a mountain, or tossed in a bayou…

O FUN…

A trip to New Orleans, are you in the mood for a little voodoo…

Nah, that won’t do…

I suppose…

I could go to confession…

That wouldn’t work either…

For then my charge might be deeper than possession…

I KNOW…

I will hide you in my garden, and you can help my flowers grow…

Madamchryzl