Let Us Try This One

what if i stay as your dream
and then you become my reality

will it be sort of sorrow?
or will it be a fanfare?

what if i become your reality
and then you become my dream?

what if we just become both as
dreams?

yes, just dreams because we cannot
afford us
this reality, we are faraway like north and south
we are hardheaded like rocks

we pretend to meet at a certain point
yet we maintained the distance of parallel lines

what if? then what? i agree, we better remain as words
there is not a touch which can destroy us
there is not a poisonous kiss

there is none at all, and perhaps that is what we really wanted.
yes, a dream that does not come true. yes, we are excited for nothing
at all.

yes, we are not really meant for each other
despite our clamor for completion. yes, i am but a spare tire

and what shall it be you? Air.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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