Not love you?  Dear, I’d pay ten quid for you
Five down, and five when I got rid of you
--Philip Larkin

12
Enough of your sweet-talking immortelles
Of your candied trifles
I don’t want to hear to know
Enough enough of everything
I’ll say my final enough
Stuff my mouth with earth
Grind my teeth
I’ll shut up skull-lapper
Shut up once and for all
I’ll stand just as I am
Without root branch or crown
I’ll lean on myself
On my own bumps
I’ll be the stake driven into you
Into you party-pooper
Into you muddle-head
That’s all I can do
May you never come back

13
Don’t fool with me freak
You hid a knife under your scarf
Stepped over the line tripped me up
You spoiled the game
You wanted my heavens to turn over
The sun to break my head
My rags to be scattered
Never fool with another freak
just give back my rags
And I’ll give back yours

--Vasko Popa,
“Give Me Back My Rags" may just be the best relationship poem ever.

you women have
more holes
than
swiss cheese

-- Bukowski
from the best love poem I can write at the moment

LHW - that’s great! MD will hate it but she’s a matey type, yknow

she’s a matey type

eh?  Is that something to the effect that I don’t like Bukowski?

I gotta say, I didn’t object to Bukowski until all the hipster assholes deified him.

may i feel said he
(i’ll squeal said she
just once said he)
it’s fun said she

(may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he)
why not said she

(let’s go said he
not too far said she
what’s too far said he
where you are said she)

may i stay said he
(which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she)
if you’re willing said he
(but you’re killing said she

but it’s life said he
but your wife said she
now said he)
ow said she

(tiptop said he
don’t stop said she
oh no said he)
go slow said she

(cccome?said he
ummm said she)
you’re divine!said he
(you are Mine said she)

ee cummings