In Another Age And Another Time Poem by Woru Sulyman

In another age and another time
I could have been your glass slippers
Only worthy of your tender feet
Or your golden comb
Combing through your silky hair
Brown, soft and long

In another age and another time
I could have been your servant
Tending your every need
Serving not for the fear of you
though for the love of you
Or your chariot-man
Keeping your dearest secret
Being wherever faith takes you

In another age and another time
I could have been a peasant
Joyful whenever I think of home
Because home is where you are
Or a clerk
In the warmth of your bosom at night
And wrapped in your thought
In the middle of a boring work

In another age and another time
I could have been Romeo
And you Juliet
Living not without your love
Or you a princess
And I a prince
Teasing you with flattery words

In another age and another time
I could have been a fierce King
And you my Queen
Ruling the world together
Or I could have been a Hero
Saving the world from tyrants
Liberating them from the oppressor
And you my dear
Is my Heroine
Saving me from just me.

In a hundred ages and a billion times
I will be wherever you are
Serving you and loving you
Because you are made for me
And I for you.