New Leaf Sonnet #4

If it is not you who visits each day
Who could it be? No one loves poetry
So dearly - not even poets. Oh say
Anything your dear heart wishes, to me,
Anywhere you will - I would not presume
To suggest a fancy establishment,
A hotdog cart will do - and I assume
You do not, this will surely not have meant,
That you care for me. Communication
Is all I ask of you - shun me no more
And damn the politic convocation
Of worms which envenoms you. I implore:
For what is fair and good and just and right,
Please talk to me and end this awful fight.