AND WE WOULD FALL IN LOVE
What if each moment in your life
was the
one
moment
you’ve been waiting for
all your life?
Will that make you admit
it was worth it?
All the pain
and grief,
All the sorrow
and disappointment.
Will that make you
see
the magic
which we call life?
Will that make you believe
that you are beautiful,
that you are love?
What if there was only you,
since there is only one?
What if the only voice that I could hear
was mine?
What if becoming
was always coming to visit you?
Will that make you abandon the search?
You would husband this yearning
to come back home,
release this tantric tension
within yourself.
What if you and me
are really the same?
Will that still make us
want to make love?
To be merged in this
insane losing of senses,
or is losing the senses
the only thing
we can get as a sign of
being one
as physical beings?
Do you know you’re lonely
because you don’t have yourself?
You let go of that self,
like a kiss departing
forever the lips.
What if you kept your promise
to be yourself?
Will that make you
want to stop the jealousy,
eradicate all war
and gestures of possessions?
What if all that happened?
Will you still dare to stay the same?
Would you dare