Won't You?

Step outside the box with this poem that blurs the lines between realism and imagination.

Won’t You?

Won’t you come to dinner?
Won’t you dance with me
In the summer twilight
Beside the Tuscan Sea?

Won’t you hold my hand,
Say how much you care,
Then sit in quiet silence
And stroke my tousled hair?

Won’t you come outside
Into the morning light;
Step out from my memory,
And save me from the night.


Yes

Yes, I’ll come to dinner,
And dance beside the sea,
Yes, I’ll sit beside you,
And make believe it’s me.

Yes, I’ll hold you close
And all my love I’ll give,
I’ll light up all the corners,
Where dread and terror live.

Yes, I’ll step outside
Appear for just a while,
I’ll carry you away,
Leave on your face a smile.