Ophelia

Ophelia, your burning heart

gives off more light than heat

but even though we are apart,

I hear its mad drumbeat.

Ophelia, I do not know

which of us is insane.

You beat me up with great gusto

yet know I love the pain.

Ophelia, I think you’re great.

You handed me a match

and told me to self-immolate

so you could hide and watch.

Ophelia, my burning love

gives off more heat than light.

I hope that it is just enough

for you to think I’m bright.

Ophelia, you will not drown

if you come swim with me.

Instead, together, we’ll sink down

in love and poetry.