AFTERMATH

Should I be gazing at my last full moon
inwardly collecting old pictures of us?
Will I manage to finish my mourning
by the time I depart?

Will  my wound heal, will I forget you?
will I realize we loved each other
as best we could, never entirely
with all we had, as it was, enough?

Will I forgive you for never waking
or myself, for just sitting around and waiting?
will I realize loving is easy
and stop striving and bleeding
sometime, before I die?


Should this be my last moon thinking of you
should the world be just about to crumble down
Here I stand, stretching out to you
whispering to your soul
please, wake up, dare to love!