Wagons

 I am seeking a deeper connection, 

sick of playing in this water shallows. 

I wish to swim with the sharks, 

if it means I could escape the gallows.

When I love, I love hard

The things I say are absolutely true. 

So even if I lay bruised and chard, 

I still would die for you. 

When we find the reapers reflection. 

Will we be happy with what we see? 

Will we find sparks for the future, 

or scar marks, which will it be? 

if you’d told me that you loved me, 

would you prove it when the time comes?

Would your bold acts shine through

 when push comes to shove. 

In the end if you showed your face, 

when you hear the beating drum. 

Would you let me take your place. 

When the wagons finally come.