Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Will you pass by me, without any recollection
of what it was
to have felt so loved.
Will i ever take your name and not be filled with a thousand 
newnesses that the coming of you initiated in me.
Will i after years of dust 
be able to look at these moments with the same vividness,
where every song and every smell 
conjures an image more real than today.
Will this magic that is inside me now,
die like fireflies do after two nights of twinkling.
Will it matter if you are made of flesh and blood
or by then just a figment of my imagination and memory
Is a lifetime even enough to contain 
this eternity 
within just a breath of yours 
on my neck.

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