if i cannot be <br />the stars in your blackest sky; <br />let me be the darkness itself, <br />as cupped hands, <br />holding the broth of light <br />for you to lap! <br /> <br />if i cannot be <br />the fire that warms; <br />let me be the howling cold, <br />and walk away. <br /> <br />if i cannot be <br />the flesh that enters your flesh; <br />let me be the absence, <br />and the hollow, <br />that only longing can fill. <br /> <br />if i cannot be <br />the dreams that lullaby; <br />let me be the wanting, <br />the needing, that leaves you <br />sleepless and turning. <br /> <br />if i cannot be <br />the path you walk; <br />let me be the soles of your shoes, <br />and the ground beneath. <br /> <br />if i cannot be, <br />the storm and the rain; <br />let me be the faint hint of lightning, <br />you thought you almost saw!<br /><br />Eric Cockrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-i-cannot-be/
