The light penetrated through the clouds,
I watched fireflies entangled in a dance.
The blue Jay jeered attempting
to distract me
and the hawks.
The wind silently
caressed my face.
If tomorrow does not come
and I don't lay in your arms once again
or roll in the sand,
drink the moon on an evening of poetry
and love
lights twinkling in our eyes.
If tomorrow does not come,
and I don't touch the dew on the grass
at daybreak,
or I may not touch the edges of a book
cutting my skin and soul
as I linger and kiss your neck,
if tomorrow does not come
I would have had enough
because you had loved me.
nice... being so full of thankfulness and with the moment that anything else loses its meaning...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful contentment. I love your catalog of all the things you will miss if tomorrow doesn't come, but it's okay. Peace, Linda
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful love-filled words. To love someone that deeply is a great gift indeed.
ReplyDeleteSuch lovefilled poem.. and yet I think I read this as being written under the shadow of a threat... when just maybe there is no tomorrow left.
ReplyDeleteIf there is a tomorrow or not, this is the voice of a satiated lover. The feelings are passionately expressed. Nice.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful love poem, sigh ~ So much to be grateful for the abundant love ~
ReplyDeleteThe tenderness of this poem brings tears to my eyes - I love how the wind caresses - lovely!
ReplyDeletewhat a beautiful and tender sentiment there in the end...of all these beautiful things...and tender touches...I could do without them having loved you...smiles.
ReplyDeleteYour reflections in the wind are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteTender is the night, they say, & so is your poem. It kind of sneaks up on you; perhaps because of the hint of dread "if tomorrow never comes". Gosh, the truth not of us know for sure if we will make it into a new day, so kudos to you & your poetics for instructing us to live fully in the Now.
ReplyDeleteYour dog always lifts my heart with his open smile and bandana. Your work lives up to that purity
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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Sweet, tender, loving and with a dash of 'rejoice in life, for it is transient' - beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThat's how we all should live, like there is no tomorrow, to fully experience the now. This moment. Thank you :-)
ReplyDeletethis left me feeling warm - and it reminded me of the fireflies rising over the cornfields outside of Toledo at dusk - ten-thousand sparkles in the sunset.
ReplyDeletethat repetition of "if tomorrow doesn't come" was like an engine that drove me on, ever increasing my curiosity of "what if it doesn't come?" Your conclusion was lovely...you will be satisfied, because you have been loved...and yet, I'm sure you hope that with a love like you've described, that tomorrow does come, so that you can enjoy that love even more.
ReplyDeletea heartfelt write... so much true passion
ReplyDeleteif tomorrow does not come
ReplyDeleteI would have had enough
because you had loved me.
Wow, that line almost left me with a tear
Nice
Beautiful sentiments. Such contentment in having been loved so, for sure.
ReplyDeleteyou write beautiful Ayala, if tomorrow never comes is the saddest thought
ReplyDeleteLove this. The vulnerability of your voice - longing, loss and acceptance comes through beautifully. xo
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful....those closing lines say it all. Lovely.
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