CHANCE

What if?
I dive, I die
I survive.
What if?

The next in line
Is all one gets.
Tragedy of all -
A trip to the mall.

What if,
There's love?
What if,
There's laser shooting doves?

The ifs, the chances
All one desires.
Myths live
In children and blooming flowers.

What if
Words remain silent?
What if
Silence breaks with a glance?

Imagine there's you and I
And all that you want.
I am the slave I was
And you the price.

What if
Roses fade and spikes bloom?
What if
Your kiss is my doom?

Dolphins, kittens,
And flying unicorns.
Shiny wrappers,
And valleys of naked bosoms.

To hide in firm blossoms,
To reside in those petals
And be sung to
In your recitals.

Flown in ashes
So shall it be.
Free of chances?
Not meant to be...