What if it was just for a day
And all the possibilities drift into the air
Will it all just have been a fray?
The joy of having you
The thought of owning you
Will it just be but a beacon
To derail my focus
and set me astray
What if I was wrong
And instead let go , the urge to belong
Will my head beat and be heavy at the same
Will I be like a gong, shrill but heavy
Or will I be gay, full of merry and laughter
Smiling at the day, I claim you; and owned you
What if I remained confused
Deep in disillusion all hope diffused
Will fate fly by and my ticking bomb defuse?
Or will I by chance open my eyes;
To the bright side of the cloud
Or will I say, “what if. . .
©nmkey
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