If I could travel back
through time
and space, what would
happen if I’d just turned
left?

Would the world have opened
up and swallowed me whole?
Would you have leapt with
me and fall and fall?
We’d sing along the open roofs
at night alone when stars
would bloom. We’d curse our way
through empty streets and dance
until our hearts would meet.
Read the lines across my lips
and touch them with your
autumn bliss.
We’d run and run until
we fall, upon a bed in
lovers call.

Smiles and
laughs into the night, if only
I’d turned left, not right.