Ernesto P. Santiago Poet Free verse

Insecure

Now that I am yours,
do you still, secretly, follow me?
Wherever I go, hiding 
yourself
every time I stopped walking 
and look back…to take 
a glimpse of you;
You thought that I noticed not 
your shadow, relentlessly 
catching-up in all steps I make.

Now that I am yours,
do you still, secretly, check my wallet?
If, your lovely photo stocked in it 
was replaced;
Or, perhaps you’re hoping 
to see love notes, from your rivals; 
Or, any suspicious phone number
hidden
in-between 
the bills.

Now that I am yours,
you remind me of a gray past… 
that is when my father run
out of love, 
for my mother;
Isn’t it enough, for you, to believe in me?
Or maybe, 
just maybe, you desire to be 
exactly, like my mom
living in her own ghost.

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