Afterwards I would like to be 
known as the first light shining 
through your eyes as you knew me.
And afterwards as the reflection that, 
shone your true light reflected back to you.

Afterwards I would like to be more often held,
feeling the warmth inside your arms,
Afterwards as you always held me. 
And I'd be the holding that warms,
the warmth that always afterwards is you.

Afterwards I would like to be,
listening to your words as you heard me,
As you heard afterwards in your listening of me.

And afterwards, and afterwards, always ever afterwards!