If my love were an ocean,
Would you swim the deepest leg?
Would you, in all your glory,
Drown, trying to reach a simple, silent part of me?
Or would you bring a ship of thousands,
To quench your lonliness?
If my soul was the atmosphere you breathe,
Would you dare to choke on it?
Gag on me as the last words out of your mouth were to say,
I'm sorry?
Would you breath me in?
Feel each part of you come alive and dance in a way that no other can?
Would you sing in me as though I was you muse,
The sweetest sound could not compare.
If my face was the sky,
Would you always stay inside?
Lock the doors, curl up and hide?
Or would you walk out the door,
Look up at me with those eyes,
And start to cry at the sight?
