if i could force the sun to stay away, to leave me just the stars in its bay and if i could bend those stars to suit my whims, to bathe me in light i felt comfortable in,
just maybe, i could love him.
if i could run the oceans into defeat, to sprint until they fell at my feet, and if tide and time would turn for me, giving me a solitary victory
just maybe, i could forget you.
if i could lift the storms away from harm, gathering thunder and lightning in arms and if i could soothe the squalling of the gale, softening the blows from marring hail.
just maybe, i could find a safer way.
i can't help thinking, just maybe,
if i could mould the unmalleable conquer what i thought infallible, and if i could upend everything i held dear, and find some way to force my eyes clear,
just maybe, i could walk away from you.
this can hardly be classified as a poem - more as deluded ramblings.