If I could show you an image
A simple mirage
Of better places, times simply ours
If I could show you, the elegance of care
The soft sweet touch, of my hand on your velvet hair
Speak to you in whispers, words so soft they're barely even there
If I could feel you, a soft weight spread across my chest
A tiny hand delicate in frame, which upon my shoulder would rest
If I could show you, the compassion in my eyes
The sincerity that therein lies
If I could gift to you, this tiny little heart
Small but precious, a delicate work of art
Intricate in design, and a bright red in hue
Solid as steel, yet hollow through and through
Yet I promise a light burns inside at the first glimpse of you
If I could show you this fantasy
This empty little dream
I could make a mirage reality
A drop of hope, a stream