Rhymes in Red: a collection of poems by D. W. Christian

In Another Life

In another life,

I think we could have been together.

Perhaps the nights we spent

Alone and cold and void of hope

Would be replaced with warm embraces

And gentle touches

Easing our souls

And quickening our hearts.

Perhaps in this other life,

We could have been inseparable,

And, I with hands so red

And you with skin so white,

Would wash your feet

With water and perfume

And as I looked into your dark brown eyes,

Such lovely eyes,

So beautiful those eyes,

I'd tell you without words

That you are my everything.

And maybe in another life,

We could have lived forever.

Even after death's inevitable knock,

We , despite the king's forbiddance,

Would dance another dance

Without a song and not a beat,

Save for the beating of our hearts.

We could have been lovers in another life,

But not in this one.

No. Not in this one.