If I Died Today.

Would you tell them how you loved me?

Would you tell them the way that I loved you?

Would you talk about the time we walked Venice Beach,

hand in hand,

with you holding me so tight knowing I hated crowds?

Would you describe the way I looked at you,

my doe eyes beaming with lust?

Would you share the hilarity of how I forced myself

to drink black coffee, lacking sugar and cream,

simply because you offered?

I hope you'd mention that I never liked coffee before that moment.

Would you recall the way I traced the tips of my fingers

along the lines of ink etched on your skin,

expressing which markings spoke to me most?

I'd like to think you'd revel in my memory

with my family and friends,

and let them know my love was not lost on you.

I can only hope you'd come speak our shared moments out loud.

The Universe knows,

I'd do the same and more for you.

01//02/2024