To Feel, To Be Present, To Be Real Poem by RIC BASTASA

do not stretch your mind that far
you should know the limit, a border,
a fence, an edge,

if you snap out, it will be your end
and mine too for i care

do not go that far, enough is enough,
what you shall know shall kill you, what

you do not know for now is this comfort
that here i am still in love with you.

do not even talk about an after-life, for
as of this moment, when you are around, when

my arms wrap you, it is this moment that lives
forever. Do not even think, for here we only have

to feel, to be present, to be real.