04-12-2017, 12:34 PM
Danglin’ Karats
He told her it was gold and pressed
it in her palm. At once a test
of mettle and of metal too.
‘It means I mean to marry you,’
he said with all his mustered zest.
It seemed to her a true request
and who was she to not say yes?
Her heart turned molten amber goo—
he told her it was gold.
So hurriedly they both undressed
untarnished and in some duress
and did what all impostors do
before the skin turned greenish blue
beneath the ring. He’d not confess.
He told her it was gold.
He told her it was gold and pressed
it in her palm. At once a test
of mettle and of metal too.
‘It means I mean to marry you,’
he said with all his mustered zest.
It seemed to her a true request
and who was she to not say yes?
Her heart turned molten amber goo—
he told her it was gold.
So hurriedly they both undressed
untarnished and in some duress
and did what all impostors do
before the skin turned greenish blue
beneath the ring. He’d not confess.
He told her it was gold.