If That Day Should Come Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I am not as fragile as glass.
Nor is my heart,
Quick to stain as silk or satin.
Or in reluctance to speed the draining,
Of love I have for you that remains.
You are that essence that excites.
And overnight it seems to grow.
You have slowly become the nectar,
That has brightened my sunrising glow!
It shows...
I know this!

But you could shatter me...
If my love you dismissed.
And break me apart,
If you deny your lips...
To touch mine and kiss!

I can fall to wither...
Losing color like an Autumn leaf,
Crumpled with no life left to live!
If you leave without your key,
As a reminder you no longer wanted me.
And I could not find you around...
To beg your forgiveness!

Collapsed inside,
With torment beginning its visit.

And I will know right then...
When and where to begin my charade!
A performance I would struggle to delay.
If that day should come,
And someone else awakens you...
To find you theirs,
And gone from my dreams!

If that day should come...
To undo and split,
Dissolving
What we together have done.
Leaving me to portray a loneliness believed.
And rendered to convince myself of your absence!