Everything and More

If I could be a prince,

Living in a castle white,

I’d love you through the sunlit day

And through the moonlit night.

If I could be a knight,

Standing brave and shining true,

I’d slaughter dragons by the dozens

To win my way to you.

If I could be a sculptor,

Shaping marble gray and strong,

I’d sculpt you with such tenderness

So as to move the bards to song.

If I could be a poet,

I’d compose great works of love

With painted words comparing

Your eyes to stars above.

If I could be naught but your man,

And not some bold hero of yore,

Then that would be quite more than enough-

It would be everything and more.