If i could tell you.

“I said, if I could tell you”
The beauty, the gleam, the golden blaze.
The power, persuasion, the discretus swag.
The openness in heart, the pure ecstasy.
The mushroom, THE sardine, the fervid smell.
Those silver white and golden hair streaks, The Mashable earrings.
The pique, the connotation and honest belief.
All this is how I see you and feel you.

If I could tell you how much you mean to me.
If i could stop this time for every smile you marque.
If I could make that everlasting space in your heart.
If I could let birds sing the mesmerizing lullaby.
If I could dance with you when it pours or cascade.
If I could hold your hands for another kilo year.
If I could be just as little of you.
If I could tell you how much you mean to me.

Shall I write in sky with heavenly Gods?
Shall I dig seventh core to pave the way?
Shall I belle the gong for entire universe to listen?
Shall I breathe your name for every second I live?
Shall I be quick to inferre this brew in black and white?

Will you ever comprehend?
Will you ever listen?
Will you ever reckon?
Will you ever settle this combat?
Will you? But question is “if only I could tell you.