Treasure Island

Alina Gavrila

('The love of one's country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border? ')

I have become more than Myself


10-13-2003

I am not this one that lives inside of me
I am something more

I am the taste of all my lovers
I am their touch smudged on my skin
I am their promises,
mostly broken
(but they were true when they were made)
And I am my own broken promises,
to myself and to them

I am the love and the hate that I lived
My fears, my disappointments
all I ever tasted
everything that brushed against my skin
sometimes with thorns, sometimes with tenderness

I have even become the Lovers themselves!
I am their scent, their warm breath
their sigh, their explosion.

I am their sadness when they saw me leave
and my gulp when I left.

And I am their lovers after me
and their lovers before we met!

I am not just that one that lives inside of me,
I am all of my lovers
and they are Myself

And I take all this with me when I die one day
I don't die whole
I leave pieces of me with them

Submitted: Saturday, February 17, 2007
Edited: Thursday, April 07, 2011

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  • Colin J... (2/17/2007 1:48:00 PM)

    Loved this, there was a report in a science paper just a while ago,
    that said we are all the dust of stars, renewing forever... (Report) Reply

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