Delicately Unruffled In Tempo Poem by M. A Heathcote

Let me propose taking you for a walk.
We will tiptoe through a spring meadow.
And together, we will gather wildflowers.
And tread delicately, unruffled in tempo.
And I shall interject some silly talk.
To which you'll laugh in short outbursts
Fingers interlinked; our palms now sweaty.
With each step, we're more candidly friendly.

I will watch the hem of your dress swish.
It shall serpentine the grass like an adder.
Like a small cyclone with no fixed abode
Somewhere on that course, like a cadaver
It will rest like the tail of a panting catfish.
And I'll dislodge a barbed hook and decode
Whether or not you love me. Or me, you.
Or if it's time to say adieu.