A Wonderful Question
Hold my hand
as we walk
through the
middle of the
street.
“Can we dance in
the pouring
rain?”
you ask me
with a smile.
“As long as we can sing
with the sunset.”
“Why not
love each other
while we can?”
you ask with
sober eyes.
I pause in the
road, as the rain
starts to fall and the
sun starts to set, and think
of this wonderful question.
Why not?
Why not feel
something you long
to feel?
A love so pure,
and yet so real.
One thing stands in
my way.
Fear.
Fear of something
I’ve never felt
within my young heart.
What if it’s
wrong to love, so
young?
What if it only tears us far
apart?
What if it destroys
us, inside and
out?
What if it brings out the
worst?
You look at
me with your
sober eyes,
waiting for a
word or maybe
a sign.
My breathing increases,
and my heart starts
to race.
My head starts to spin as I
look at your
youthful face.
What should I
say?
What should I
do?
Should I just
walk away?
Should I just
say good-bye?
Should I try
to explain?
Oh! how I
wish I knew
the answers
to the questions
that haunt
me!
With one
breath, my
questions
are answered
when you
lean in.
Your lips
caress my
cheek in
the middle
of the street.
Feel the
rain on
my forehead
and the
answer on
my lips.
“Why Not?”
