Sunday, September 30, 2012

If I...

If I had a crown, you’d be the jewel
If I was the craft, you’d be the tool
I am the exception to your rule
If I filled my mug, you’d be the mead
If I had the urge, you’d be the need
I am the story for you to read
I am hammer, you are nail
I am wind, you are sail
I am lamppost burning bright
I am the fire to warm your night
You are rock, I’ll be the mortar
You are land mass, and I the water
You tell a joke, I am the laughter
I am the waves crashed on your shore
I am the fullness, empty no more
My heart has opened up the door
I am the voice for you to hear
When you choose, your choice is clear
You are the footnote, line and quote
It is all mere words from the page I wrote

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