Love

‘‘Would you die for me?’’

Her voice sounds like the radio,
repeating the one question
everyone asks,
but no one
wants to answer to.

Because while everyone looks
around them,
they never look around the corner.

The grass is greener
on the other side,
right?.

‘‘You really wouldn’t?’’

Of course, not.

How could I take away
the one and only mystery
that you are yet to become?

How could I take away
the answer,
that everyone either wants to know
or refuses to believe exists?

‘‘What would you do?’’

I’d live for you.
I’d suffer your pains
and I’d make sure your eyes,
are always lit.

And I’ll cross anyone
who tries to blow you out.

Then she stands
- Content.

As though the words,
are all she needs to hear.
Despite the fact that,
they don’t mean a thing.

I can say
and I can speak.
But what can stop me
when I’m in a situation
and my sight goes blind,
all I can see is white
because it’s happening so fast
and there’s always a chance
that one day
I will have to live for her.

Or maybe one night
when the starlight is out of sight
even though we’re under the sky.
And maybe I’ll change my mind.