If I Were Courageous

If I were a mockingbird I would sing songs like the ones you show me

If I were a poet I would weave stories like the ones you speak of

If I were a dragon I could fight away all the things

That make your eyes glisten and your lips tremble

I could gnash away at all the thorns that have no doubt caressed your skin

And all the thoughts that make you stare out the window at something unseeable

If I were a butterfly, maybe I could compare to the way you make everyone speechless

I would spread my wings in all my beauty and maybe

Just maybe I would be a fraction of what you are

If I were an artist I could draw the way you make me feel

The way you make me all tangled up inside

If I were a lover maybe I could make you feel this feeling

Put these butterflies in your heart and a warmth throughout your being

If I were someone

Maybe I could make you notice how

I only need to look over at you to make me realize that there is beauty here

How the weight of your words place themselves like kisses on my ears

How the curl of your hair and the shape of your lips

Are a constant reminder of reasons to live

But if I were courageous

I could be all those things

If I were courageous,

I would tell you I love you,

I would tell you that this is crazy but you make me crazier

If I were courageous

I would stop writing poetry and tell you

That If I were yours

And you were mine

Together we could be something