Life Poetry & Teenage Poetry

These Things I Think Of

If my bedwere your embrace?
Wrapped tight around me
Then in your arms I'd sleep forever
What a feeling that would be

If your eyes were the ocean,
Deep in thoughts of you
I'd never tire of swimming,
To seek your glance - would be all I?d do

If your kisses were honey
I?d have you on toast,
In my tea or by the spoon?
Honeybees welcome! I'll be your host

If your words traveled by wind
Like a tree I'd be,
To every word I would move and sway
Such a sound, would set me free

If your heart were made of gold
Every cent I'd save
Until I bought each piece of your love
No other treasure I'd crave

If you were here, on this day
To hold and to kiss,
To look into your eyes, hear your voice?
Your heart - I'd no longer miss