so tell me dear, what is it?

before you go,

before

we end this evening,

let's talk a little more,

before we put our clothes back on,

before

you brush your hair

and take

your keys

and head down the darkened

stairs,

to the locked door.

let's not leave so much

unsaid,

so much left on the table

as we so often do

on nights like this.

let's begin before we end.

for once, be true.

so tell me dear. what is it?