Write You
By S&M

Can I write you?
the soldier said
to the fairhaired girl.
So began his undoing.
Can you- she wondered.
Can you write my tears.
Streaming brooks making gullies
as they drip into my vapid soul?
Can you write my heart,
my beating chest, a wild stallion,
struggling to break into freedom.
For what words, what flavours,
would you choose to write me with,
what words are me?
Ravishing? Anguished?
Unattainable?
Can you write me?
He replied-
I probably can't.