A Lover's Long Contemplation Poem by OTONYE DANIEL

If beauty be pale
If love feints
And happiness was drunk with ale
If music..mortal hands couldn't paint
If earth wasn't a planet
And humans were phantoms
If cold couldn't be chase away by a warm blanket
And water from volcanos doth come
what would be of me?
If hate be love
What would be of us?


If love be hate
And tongues were sour
If kissing wasn't great
And there was only one ugly flower
In the whole wild wide world
Tell me..if i'd still be your lord
I know i'd want to be
But would you be my lady
If i was poor and loving was having money
If my looks weren't stellar
If my tongue was bitter
Would you still french-kiss me?
If my skin was rough and my smile eerie
What would you think of me?
If my hands were frail
And age was my only friend
If my face was pale
And my life hung at fustration's end
Would you still love me?
What would be of us
if I was u and u were I
Would your hello to me become a bye?
If things were
The opposites of what they are
Would it affect us too?
If happiness was sadness..tell me..would our red hot love be cold blue? ..
My heart craves to know..
The answer to every question that from its bossom doth glow..