One Minute
If you should ever return
with promises
of long walks and holding hands,
with the thought
that your heart would cease beating
without my lips
kissing yours,
Then I surrender
this soul
to the journey
of our forever.
If for one moment
you remembered
the rain and the tears
shared in this tragedy
of long ago,
and woke up with dreams
of me
chasing you along the secret spaces
of heaven we shared,
Then I'd cease to believe
in broken promises
in rain-soaked tears
cried for you
and the darkness
you shaped around us,
and in everything sad,
like the moon
during my desolate walks
without us.
If
for one minute,
your heart would beat for me
again,
then this lifetime would be
that minute of forever.
Copyright © Debbie Balonon | Year Posted 2011
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