If I was only..
by Morten Kalland
If I was only a rose, you could pick me,
smell me, enjoy the sight of me.
If I was only a dog, you could pet me,
cuddle me, play with me.
If I was only chocolates on your table, you could eat me,
enjoy the taste of me, still your hunger with me.
If I was only water in the brook, you could hear me,
let me pour through your fingers, or still your thirst with me.
If I was only the sun, I could warm your skin,
brighten your day, and warm your soul.
If I was only the wind, I could play with your hair,
dry your wet skin, and blow gently over you a warm summerday.
If I was only the moon, I could light up the night for you,
guard you while you slept, or smile down at you from a starlit sky.
If I was no more than a straw in the meadow, you could pick me,
put me in your hair, and become beautiful with me.
Still, I am none of these, I am only the man that loves you,
wants to caress you, kiss you.
I am only the soul that will shine in your splendour,
be happy in your company, and love you more than life itself.
However, if I were all these, I would still just be myself,
who could ever be more happy than me,
Knowing I love you, more than life itself.