If you would lead me until death,
I'd give up my vision.
This sense only, so the others could strengthen.
I'd never see another sunset,
only to hear your heartbeat louder as you lay next to me.
I'd never read Bukowski or Cummings again,
only to hear you whisper the poetry of your day,
softly, perfectly.
To taste your lips on mine,
just a little sweeter- who am I kidding,
nothing
could be sweeter.
To inhale and be convinced of our togetherness,
despite the distance that is between us at times,
I could go without watching the hummingbirds
that float from flower to flower,
every spring.
To feel your hand in mine, fingers interlocked,
I would close my eyes forever.
In my seeing nothing, you would close one eye
because I am you, you are me,
together we would halfway see.