Only if I could take a plane out of stratford as far as it will go across the ever moving waters until the gas runs out
Only if I could use every last grain of energy to power all of muscle fibers in my existence to swim to the sands that I am not familiar with
Only if I could jump onto the back of the only moving train that will get me to where I need to be
Only if I could walk around until my pupils are certain as to what is in the viewfinder
Only if I could get close enough to this masterwork so that my nasal passages can pick up it's unique scent that it sent
If only I could be near enough to physically appreciate this work of art with the gentle touch from my hands
Then I would only be face to face with you