what will I know of me
what will stay in memory
what will become
what if I came back as a
stone buried inside a mountain
never amounting to anything
what if I came back as a
diamond in a wedding ring
never expressing my own love
(will you recognize me)
what if I became a speck of
alga among a billion in bloom
or a virus in the urine stream
of a city rat
(will you despise me)
what if I'm the fragrant smell
of a teenage girl's first rose
or the delicious aroma of
movie theater popcorn
or the pleasance of
aftersex skin
(will you delight in me)
what if I never meet you again
what if we only continue to keep
reliving further and further apart
what if this chance is the
best one we'll ever get
(will you live now
and love with me)
what if I don't want to
come back around here
what if I scream
No More!
No More!
No More!
what if its not my choice
oh god...
what if its not my choice
(The Poet by Reynier Llanes on snowangelsoul.tumblr.com)
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