Our Choices...

IF, only we are alone,
just you and me in this island,
IF, you only care for me
and I for you,
IF, there are no other
creatures, no other species,
no other person
distractions of this
love just between
us, pure bond, roots
and twigs, all of our
own leaves,
our skies and
shores,
our rivers and
mountains,

IF, and Only IF
this love could have been
but ours to share,

BUT my dear,
we live in this world of choices,
oceans of desires,
islands of partings,
we are crazy for change
and benefiting from
varieties,

AND so we decide,
which way to choose,
This of That

Do we drift away or
do we stick it out
like sugar solution?

sweet and sticky,

or charred and
bitter?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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