If I Am

If I was a bee in search of your honey
Would you still wear the fragrance of jasmine to me
Could I still be drawn by your aromatic lure, I know it be true
The smell of your nectar lodged deep within my senses

If I were a leaf on the face of an adult spring oak
I would search for you along the limbs of my life's blood
The days would pass softly as I await the fall, hoping
That perhaps this year when I fall, it be by your side

If I be the froth on the crest of an ocean wave
Endlessly I would brush the shores in hopes
That one day, your ankles would pass across my reach
That you may feel the cooling touch of my soul

If I am a man, my heart drifts with the sands of time
I will place hope in the hands of belief
That when the hour comes that our hands meet
The hands of time will stand still for us

Author ~ Paul J Haldy