LEAVING CHELMSFORD
Please don't have me leave Chelmsford without you.
It would be as if, having entered a great Tunnel of Love
in the dark and the chill, I were to turn to see, next to me
in the empty cart, nothing but a vacant seat. Bare trees
all over again. A trim, despotic pond iced and frozen over.
The same sort of cold which would coat my heart.
-
Entreating you for this again, one last time,
I simply ask - please let me stay, have me
remain, or, for pity's sake, come away with me.
Please don't have me leave Chelmsford without you.
It would be as if, having entered a great Tunnel of Love
in the dark and the chill, I were to turn to see, next to me
in the empty cart, nothing but a vacant seat. Bare trees
all over again. A trim, despotic pond iced and frozen over.
The same sort of cold which would coat my heart.
-
Entreating you for this again, one last time,
I simply ask - please let me stay, have me
remain, or, for pity's sake, come away with me.
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