If I Loved You... Poem by dave lessard

If I loved you, would all my dreams come true?
would I see through different colored glasses;
the things, you alone, would want me to see?
would you try to change, some things about me?

Changing people, because of silly flaws,
works against the grain, rubs the wrong way;
did I mistake your soft and tender hands,
for what later, turns out to be a set of claws?

Take me, for what I really am,
or forever, let me be;
I don't want to be a captive,
you must let go, to go be free.

Love is not a perfect thing, if only you set rules,
if one holds all the cards, and dominates your will;
there has to be equality, some treasured space,
otherwise, we're only stubborn fools.

If I ever loved you, then two would be as one,
we'd share the things we both have loved;
we wouldn't tear each other down,
and never would we run.