If I Were Your Love

If I were your love, Would you allow me enough space To open my wings And tend to them, Before enjoying my solo flight As I usually do, in the night skies? If I were your love, Would you create a garden Simply to allow the flower that I am To bloom and to invade all the space As one lost in the ecstasy of existence? If I were your love, Would you allow me to be written And to be read the world over, While being my partner in crime, Sharing secrets and intimacy, Giving care and protection When the lights of the world have To be switched off? If I were your love, Would you allow to kingdom to expand Even if you would be my shadow, Giving me a side; that which would be my strength But understanding that the need to be a Queen Flows freely in my blood? If I were your love, Would I be able to look into your eyes And return to you Those same feelings?