Excuse Me While I Put You On This Pedestal by William Sebag-Montefiore

I’ve already created you

And been with you a thousand times,

I’ve already held your hand

And we’ve already said these lines.


I’ve already stroked your hair

And massaged your aching back,

I’ve already kissed your forehead

And seen how you react.


I’ve already adored your eyes

And lost myself inside them,

I’ve already touched your beauty spots

And the temples that lie beside them.


I’ve already made love to you

And nestled in your covers,

I’ve already been bestfriends with you

And the most intimate of lovers.


I’ve already thought all this through

And planned every bit out,

I’ve already lost faith in you

And wrestled with my doubt.


I’ve already told you how unique you are

And how in awe I am of you,

I’ve already cooked you many meals

And even a desert or two.


I’ve already written you thirty poems

And recited them out loud,

I’ve already found in you my home

And gold lined sacred cloud.

I’ve already fallen in love with you

And know exactly how I feel,

But I’d like to find out what you think

And try it out for real.


Artwork by Rachel Claire Price. www.itslikeart.net

About Alliterati

We're a creative writing and arts magazine and society. We promote art and artistic collaborations across the world. Find out our latest issues, news and more right here.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Excuse Me While I Put You On This Pedestal by William Sebag-Montefiore

  1. Pingback: » Alliterati Magazine blog

  2. Check out another of my poems right here:


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s