Love (Duty)

by Mackenzie Gregory

to pin, by grin, “it’s you,” my kin

attraction we can’t

deny.

we meet, deceit, “a wife,” discreet

so cherished we touch

the sky.

a sneak, a peek, “for us,” to speak

we dare to be bold

and fly.

carefree, no pleas “my wish,” truly

fantastically spent yet spry.

your touch, i clutch, “how long,” too much

dreams of another

drew nigh.

they eye, what’s mine “ignore,” the signs

just lie down and rest

tonight.

with grace, and haste, “don’t go,” i chase

bent by the pressure

complied.

no plan, we ran, “i do,” the man

for time to make up

a lie.

devout, you doubt, “repent,” they shout

those words are our only

goodbye.

a glance, a dance, “my love,” no chance

i stare at my husband

and cry.

Mackenzie Gregory is an English major from Levittown, New York. She also serves as an editor of Pitch. When she’s not reading or writing, she’s probably getting spooked at horror movies or cuddling with her dog.