UNANSWERED

Would you whisper to me 
like the long lost wind 
in my tousled hair 
And dance at my feet 
like waves 
on the sifting golden sand 
Would you play with my eyes 
like a sunbeam 
weaving through the forest pines 
Would you be the warmth 
of crackling logs 
that licks at my chilling hand 
Would you be my cherished 
moment of hope 
when life frays at the edges 
of time 
Would you still love me 
when I am gone 
and you're no more 
Where no you exists 
nor me, 
Would you still be mine? 

MS