If I were a post would you be my lamp?
You’d be my guide and light up the night
I would be your genie, your shining champ’.
If I were paper, a fine piece of parchment,
If I were parchment would you be my quill?
You’d write of love with a nib dipped in scent
I‘d be your wax seal of my own free will.
If I were a question, one question for you,
If I were your day, would you be my night?
You would ask me why I ask this of you. I’d
Reply, twice we’d meet, at dusk and daylight.
© Julian Clarke 2018
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