If Only

I'd tear down mountains for you...
If I could,
Or breathe out stars for you to view...
If you would.
I'd take the color from your amber eyes...
Would you let me,
And make you something sweet to prize...
If we could only be.

But alas, alas... We are but
Passing souls on this road of life.
Destined to walk in different ruts,
And cause each others' hearts strife.

Oh how I envy the stars and moon,
For they never part--not now nor soon.

--C.R.E.