first attempt at a new poem

[echo_eriol]

If my body fell away
the skin breaking down
into bits and bits of dust
as my tresses crumbled
and my nails cracked
as my bones melted through
leaving my form true
but a roundish jellied mess
If the flowers in my name wilted
and my throat constricted
so that the sound of my voice
was
only a memory
whispered in your half-forgotten dreams
a song caught in thoughts
echoing before any word was sung
before my lungs could squeeze
the force of sound
and not even my eyes
could scream
or laugh in joy
or show a window to my soul
If I was still
unchanged
still changing
If I somehow smiled
would you would
still love me
would you would
know
that even if I
could not hug you
could not whisper, "Hi"
could not twist my legs around you
could not taste your sweat
could not hear your voice
even if your face and form
never existed
I still
would love you
still and...
always still