Proposal

I grip you by the palm as you threaten to walk away
Prior to this I initiated contact with you, but you were far too fearful to meet
I asked you just as I at adolescences end…how much had you changed, how much had you grown since then…
Something you vaguely answered to in a perspiring tone…
And then I came knocking upon your door…

And half way down the hall and I had to follow
And grab hold of you…
Your free hand went toward your mouth
The backs of you overly long, scruffy hair
Your shy bangs you could be said to be hiding behind…

The conservative long dress you wear, the plain clothes brown cardigan too
The outlines of contortion, confining and binding cruel about your echoing maternal breast…
You don’t think much of yourself…
You begin to sweat profusely…heart begins to beat and in defeat so do you stop
And I’ve realized I’ve come on to strong, left you in nervous body language
Brought concern to that cherubic face, stout form of yours
And clench too hard upon that plump little palm…

And then I shock you by producing the black, the Pandora’s box from my pocket
Pull out your hand and engage it well even though my methods are too forward, so rude, so uncalled for…
And I find it will not even fit nor slide unto your ring finger give its size and that of yours…

Your response is one of sheer embarrassment
And you run through a checklist of self-sent offenses
How disgusting you feel, how your form effects you and how you feel you cannot truly care for yourself…

I tell you none of it matters, solely only you
I will shall be waiting there to take care of you…
Through it all…

I engulf the immense that is you
With something far greater an emotion emanating from myself
And shout it out loud that the pressures got to you and now I henceforth liberate you from them…
Before I thieve, steal something of yours, a peck upon that pronounced cheek
And as you fall back in shock, in all the double hand to mouth, melodramatic motions involved
I catch you as best I can…
And I adjust myself to my knees
And propose again and again…
Until you’d have me….