To Ii Poem by Morgan Michaels

Too long, my only, we have kept apart
Divided by your stern decree-
The pillow that we shared is cold, my heart
And iffish like it never used to be;
Love, vanquish
Anger before anger fences out remedy:
Silence silence. Banish
Absence, so may
Loving oaths and odes eventuate.
And anger bound up squarely,
Company can flourish.
You're the case's sitting magistrate:
Gently judge, and this harsh term refute
That you alone have power to commute.