I’d want to be your first love;
I’d want to make you giddy
with the tremors of passion;
There would not be need
to ‘learn to love’, or the promise
of odds and ends, quite seductive;
maddening love is what I hope
to evoke in you, in another life.
my earthy beauty replaced
by a form more alluring;
I’d dazzle and scintillate
not soothe and blend, like I am today.
Another life, another day,
I’d be the first woman you knew;
your eyes would spot me in a crowd
Desire and madness would rule,
not the duty and acceptance of today.
And that’s a promise I’ll keep.