If She Was Mine (My Valentine)

By Art of the Diver

Mon, 11 Nov 2013

If she would only see me in the crowd

then I could let her know with just a smile

how much she has moved my heart, my world

with the possibilities of what could be:

If she was a song

she would be that ever present melody

that comes to you unexpectedly in surging waves

of notes that pick up and carry worried minds away

gracefully to far off places beyond stressful days

If she were an expression

she would appear within the veneer of confident smiles

she would be that sound silently heard from deep within

an explosive gentle moment of greatest shared pleasure

"Wow", defies the chorus of sighs drawn, as she enters any room

in magical style; but no singular expression can honour such perfection

If she was a bird

she would soar effortlessly above us on love’s thermals

she would be the beauty of a shimmering humming bird

with its delicate, tiny hover and sweet nectar desires

she would be the patience and stealth of white herons

the purpose and flight of the falcon’s return to my arms

and as if a lark; in sparkles, she would herald the light of our love

If she was mine

I would know that dreams do come true

and with her, know my love can last, beyond all time

if she was mine, if she was; my Valentine

♥ ♥ ♥

Words by Rob Pearldiver