Replay Titanic (a poem)
Can I paint you naked like in the movie Titanic?
Can my words stroke your outline like the paintbrush in the movie?
Let's lock ourselves in music.
Sultry lyrics enclose on us like the steam in a car.
We may be progressive but I don't want to seem too forward.
So let me use Hollywood's script to map out my moves to your heart
Can I hold you in my arms like in the movie Titanic?
Can I write your smile in my memory so it never fades?
Open your arms to fully take in every possibility of how this love story ends.
In the end, will you cast out what we created like a necklace?