If i was your pillow would hug me tight
and never let me go as you sleep at night
If i was your slave would you set me free
if i was a star would gaze at me
If were a flower and you was the breeze
i'd be the hankie everytime you sneezed
and If you were the leaves then i'd be the tree
never thought you could... but ya grew on me
If i was a rose and you were a bee
you'd be the one who pollenates me
If i am a novel then your the romance
if you are the music i am the dance
If you were a cake then i'd be the cream
if i were asleep then you would be my dream
if you were a fork then i'd be a spoon
if i was the sun then you'd be the moon
if i was a grape then you would be the wine
if you were the gold i'd hope that you were mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such sweet words! A nice poem, indeed.