Would You Still Love Me Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

What would I sound?
If you don't listen,
How would I stand?
As ashes within the wind,
If it's keeps on blowing.

How would I dance?
When there is no music,
To feel my feet's moving,
With joy once again,
To settle where I truly belong.

What would you think of me?
If I have no wings,
To fly no more,
Fly as deep with love,
As always you wanted.

Would I still be enough,
If my presence is no more,
Would there still be love,
If I the rivers of your love,
Keeps us apart with distance.

Would there still be light?
If the darkness is over,
Would there still be sunlights
If the clouds of your love,
Settles once again.