What Then

About somebody.

Where will you be in 10 years,

Will you have a ring on your finger,

A bargain with a cheap bronze band,

That clasps your small and fragile hand

 

Will you have had children by then,

A pretty girl who looks like you,

A feisty boy who sounds like him,

Tearing harmony limb from limb

 

What if he leaves? or if he dares,

To lay one finger on you, bruises, scars,

And you have nowhere to run, to hide,

Crying to the sheets, heart broken bride

 

Have you seen the words I've written,

A poet's heart is truthful and strong,

As I would be if I had such privilege,

To be your knight would find me gifted

 

I'd walk from the sunset to sunrise,

With you by my side, the world is ours,

Whether foreign stars would leave us blind,

Or if a home of ours would better shine

 

How will you chose to gaze upon me,

A simple friend with saddened eyes,

Standing, quiet, in the shadowed hall,

Encumbered with his grief, he falls

 

Will you remember that fleeting kiss,

Spinning, twirling, smiling, free,

How you held tight my cheek and wrist,

Questions, judgments, all dismissed

 

Can you forget us, up so high,

Head on shoulder, so alive to you,

How deeply warm our hearts would beat,

A paradise where only we'd retreat

 

But what of that? was it all a lie,

Meaning nothing more than silly dreams,

Does my cold heart grieve for nothing,

All hopes of being yours are crushing

 

And so I'll leave, and not look back,

There I was first, yet now I'm last,

But then again, I've often faced,

Always being second place