11.17.12

and when she saw that glint
of sadness in your eyes
did she ask you if you wanted to go
or whether you wanted to stay?
or did she take your face in her hand
and distract you with her seductive
kiss to make you forget
the sadness which clings to you?…

and when she felt the disregard
and the coldness in your touch
did she ask you if you loved her
and whether you still wanted her?
or did she take you in her arms
and laid your head to her bosom
to make you inhale her hypnotic scent
and lulled you into forgetting
your past love?…

and when she heard the hollowness
in your voice during rare conversations
did she ask you what your heart was feeling
and what it whispered in silence?
or did she sing you her song
to take your mind away from
the memories which you held intensely?…

did she love you?…does she love you still?…
how did she love you?…how much did she love you?
does my love compare?

One True Love

there are days when i wonder
whether you sang her songs
or whether you asked her
to dance with you out of the blue…
allowing her head to rest –
gently on your shoulder while
holding her in your arms and
swaying her to silent music…
sometimes when all the world
lays quietly with you in your slumber
i wonder whether she loved you
or just wanted you for company
and whether you loved her
like you used to love me…whether
you told her you loved her as frequently
as you whisepered them to me…
and when i lie beside you
quietly holding on to this love,
my heart whispers to yours:
“yes, I love you…and i loved you
even when you broke my heart…
i loved you then…
with all my broken pieces…”