If I could love like the rain,
That bursts forth from it's clouds,Only to be drunk by the thirsty dust,
To become one and bring forth life.
If I could love like warm sunshine,
That breaks away and travels a million miles,
To wake up the flowers with a kiss,
Making them bloom full with blushing bliss.
If I could love like the breeze,
That wraps itself onto the trees,
Moving with aggression into branches and leaves,
To sway as one and make music.
If I could love like the mountains,
Strong and sturdy rising high,
To touch the body of the sky,
To nuzzle the clouds with it's peak.
If I could love like you,
So pure and caring and true,
Life would be beautiful reality.
But I am not you,
And the beauty of life may have faded away.
Yet I can still love,
And I love you.
