A Talk with a Cherub

as I look out over

the expanse of our love,

I cannot help but lift my head

to the divines

above.

"please," I would beg them.

"do not let me stray,

for this man is all I know

and all I have

until I fade away."

the divine devices must have heard

since down from the sky came

a noble cherub with golden locks.

he said,

"who are you to blame?"

"you have given him all of you,

and you'd gladly give him more.

you know he is your one true love,

but he views you as a whore."

at this, a gasp escaped me.

could it be, that he thought of me so low?

the cherub did its job, ascended,

and I felt the body of my love. 

at least now I know.