If I Were Your Love
I was delighted to hear the birds sing as the breeze blew
across the sunburst sky flushing your face in hue.
How adorable you were to me I could have shown,
if I were your love you would have known.
After the morose night in your garden I found me,
sparkled brightly like the blooming flower of ecstasy.
On your luring rose as a drop of dew I could have grown,
if I were your love you would have known.
From the eternity I borrowed the time we shared,
like the blazing sunset sky my yearning in reverie flared.
How keen I was to see the day on dream I had flown,
if I were your love you would have known.
In the blue firmament of your eyes my fervor flew
to the charming nest I had built for us new.
How fondly I sheltered my desire as the storm had blown,
if I were your love you would have known.
Your voice created music in the silence of longing,
filled with melody the void of my lonesome being.
How complete I could become as you made me your own,
if I were your love you would have known.
When drifting on the trail of melting mirage you left,
like the dry sands of caved-in dune I felt deserted bereft.
I could hear how sadly my unsaid words ‘I need you’ moan,
if I were your love you would have known.
When your essence remained as a shadow within me,
fused with the darkness of abyss in my feeling I could see.
How many candles I had lighted there for you alone,
if I were your love you would have known.
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