Ocean waves in your eyes
Crying begins at high tide
Tears are crashing
Emotions high
In your crystal
Ocean eyes

when the old guy comes out
from behind his Covid-19
mask
will he be up to the arduous
debating
task    

some say that he shouldn't
engage in the
contest
as he'd not look like he was  
at his very
best  

if he decides to concede before the
discussion
starts
he'll spare himself from upsetting
his own apple
carts

Sorry
I borrowed
Your gold
Pearl lined
Scissors
You told me to snip each line
With them
I tried to cut your rope
Yet my tears
Seemed to have rusted them
They no longer shine
Reflecting a false image
Of you