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This is a brief poem in which I have expressed certain feelings for another |
| Were I your God, I would open the skies to bathe you in light, I would cast rain on your droughts and warmth for your chills. But you are not mine to care for. Were I Your warrior, possessing all strengths yet only for you could I fight, I would defend you from harm and trade your death for mine. But you are not mine to fight for. Were I your map, I would guide you through every hopeless night, I would set your paths straight and your journeys not long. But you are not mine to guide for. Were I your lover, I would for all of eternity connect your soul to mine , I would know no other and think only of you. But it is not I you were made for. |