If I Ask Thee

IF I ASK THEE:
POEM
If I ask thee,
Come mayst thou with me,
Will it be of great cost?
Mayst thou steal my night.
'Coz it's thee that my day has lost.
If I ask thee,
Perhaps embrace me with tenderness,
Would it ne'er be thy hapless fate?
Thou had given birth to every morning.
I had as lief opened these eyes, I prayed.
Give me thy hand.
Sing that thou must be dead.
In sorrow would I be, seeing thee in despair.
For asketh thee when I,
Shalt breathe to thee my care.
Paint me and thee.
And speak to this emptiness ta'en from me.
Speak of the relentless wand'ring as we.
And follow each of these pond'rous thoughts.
Then I ask thee...
Would thou be still loving me?
If I ask thee,
Come hither me thou canst?
Closer as if thou ne'er let go.
For I love thee...
If thou would ask me.