Perhaps if I were a goddess,

  an immortal beauty

  the epitome of eternal truth,

Maybe then I would

  be woman enough,

  be brave enough to face

The complexity of your wanton ways.

To have the strength

  and the wisdom

  to betray myself

Into your warm embrace.

Perhaps if I were a swan,

  elegant and graceful

  gliding across pools of deep blue,

Cutting water like glass,

I could bring myself to you.

Swim deep within your bottomless pools,

  the color of lapis

  blue as the night.

Maybe then I could dissolve

  my childish fears

  and become half

Of your wholeness.

Perhaps if I were a tree,

  steadfast and strong,

  rooted deep in dark, rich soil,

With branches full of vibrancy and life

  maybe then my own belief

  would run deeply embedded

Within you.

And my arms, like those branches,

  outstretched and open,

  holding your vitality

Next to my own.

And our souls

  growing, entwining together.

Perhaps…