Like I have loved you in life.
Breathing, asphyxiated or barely gasping
The life within of my soul, with its beating frantic heart
There was no end, nor a beginning to the tale of circles
It went away and it came back, but always to you
I loved like a madman,
Like a nomad in search for home
Like the dry earth that opened up to the skies
In thirst, in love and in expectant joy.
I loved like I have no tomorrow,
Like you’ll never be mine…
Like it’s this moment that is my lifetime.
I have loved without boundaries
Without judging, without wrongs or the rights
I loved when there was nothing for me
Or when I was all that was left for you.
In moments when you had the world, in its glory and all
In the suspended time in space, when we belonged
It was there in despair,
In joy and celebrations,
It was there in successes, in losses
And in the mere days of mundane.
It lived and grew, and spread its wings
For you, in happiness, in songs, in words
And even in melancholy, it rings.
It was there, when you weren’t
It will be there even if I wasn’t.
I would love you unto death,
Like I have loved you in life,
But I will walk away if I have to,
For I have loved, in truth and across time.
P.S. This would have been an ode that I would have written in a small wrinkled piece of paper, with a quill dipped in bright ink, in the light of my oil lamp, to woo and convince my damsel of my love, and my good intentions. ~G.
P.P.S. Re-reading it after publishing… and I am thinking, romance and love is just not my thing. I am better off spouting philosophy! Sigh! ~Guria
Loved it Guria. I don't agree with the P.P.S
Really? I tried… it's tough for me to pen down the more subtle emotions for some reason… Thank you AK!