Petite Poetry

What if I hadn't prayed hat prayer, oh so long ago?

Would I now be damned, to an eternity of Hell?

What if I would have taken a draw, off of that old harmless cigarett?

Would I now quit breathing, suffocated by my own mistake?

What if I hadn't pushed him away, takken by the fire of his eyes?

Would I now be the unrecognisable, child of cowering fear?

What if you hadn't taken my hand, and given me trust in return?

Would I now be hard of heart, bitterness cooling my very voice?

What if you hadn't touched my heart, in your most tender of ways?

Would I now be the fallen angel, of someone else's fatal dreams?

What if you hadn't kissed me, touching through to my very soul?

Would I now suffer, the scorn of so many others' hate?

What if you had never whispered the words, that I so longed to hear?

I would have never known, the beauty of the love you give.

May 6, 2005