Here I am, back to Sunday Wordle and my poem take on their amazing prompt #122
If you stay
And let me get your heart
Persuaded to share this with me.
If we remain nestled and lovely,
That period would be a tribute
To the years that I dreamed
alone, my eyes fixed on the floor,
space throbbing in degrees
of pangs and brilliance.
If I can get you
and let you