You are the gold
and I the reflection;
I am the copy,
You, its perfection.
If I can but mimic
Your brilliance and hue,
could point hearts to You.
Perhaps if petticoats were pearls
And thoughts were stars with chocolate swirls,
Moments wrapped in petalled lace,
Where tear-drop diamonds hold in place
Bright fairy-wands, of age-old make
Fair magic-wrought, for magic’s sake –
Then I could keep you here with me,
Shut out the worst catastrophe,
Bind our hearts with fairy glue
So I could always be with you.
If I were a boat, and you the seas,
I’d hoist my sail and let the breeze
Bear me ever homeward bound,
Within your harbour, safe and sound;
And if a storm should cause dismay
With roaring gale and stinging spray,
You’d take the wheel, your waves escort
My shaking hull to safer port.
Midst unknown anchorage, should I
Dismiss my destiny, my why,
You’d paint my name upon my deck
In sea-foam green, lest I forget
That I am one with deeper swells,
With azure waves, and sea-carved shells,
With pirate kings, and mermaid songs;
For in your arms, my sail belongs.