for e.a.h.

what if I was the kind of person who just talks to talk
says words that make rain fall
dance across sidewalks drowning poor worms that slither to their lonely half death

what if the sound of my voice were deep enuf to unearth layers of years
rocks hard with time and making this ground the solid place where you stand
what if I could make you fall

would I love myself enough to make you doubt
care so much about me that I forget about you

would I bring you close only to push you away
turn my head away when I had called your name

what if my hands were the hands of time
seconding us close and minuting us far away

could I be the face that makes the sky to fall
little pieces of cloud like soft fluffy balls
and when these clouds fall they wipe your tears away
but I’ll have made you cry so have I ruined or saved the day?

What if my words were true
What if these eyes I let you see
Are really into you
And yours are really into me

What if I dreamt last night I could hold onto you forever
I would hold you in my arms
With our bodies as our words
Our speech spoken silent as a feather

What if the last time I saw you
My urge was to follow each step you took
But I had to go back inside
And force these hands of mine to cook

What if my true wish was to feed you
With all the love I have inside
I’ve been waiting for this hour
I see my time has now arrived