Poetic Liberties

I could say you are everything to me

That my sun rises with you

That the vastness of the earth means nothing to me

If I'm not along with you

That the world shall cease to spin about it's course

That things they'd cease to exist

The air would come to a desperate standstill

Oh darling if you cease to exist!

The sweetness of life would turn oh so sour

All senses they would be utterly lost

The fragrance of the soil, the essence of living,

Sweet love were you to be lost!

And what of my heart? It shall be in bits!

Could I ever mend it again?

The design of the agony, makes me stop all thought, 

And I shan't tread on it again.

Perhaps I could say, that life would be dull,

A yawning reality without you. 

Perhaps the sun shall rise, a little less bright, 

If I'm not along with you.

Or perhaps it shan't be, as bad as it seems,

The world it shall continue to spin.

A bittersweet life shall take it's course

While poetic tales I continue to spin.

~S