Want and let be

I want to be your wings,
when for the first time you soar the skies.
If not the wings, O! Dear
Let me be the wind beneath your wings.

I want to be your sun
to burn and yet show you the path
if not the sun, O! Dear
Let me be your shadow, and walk behind

I want to be the music in your ears
And rhyme all the days and nights
If not the music, let me be the lonely chords
You can play along, when life is alone and dark

I want to be a rose for you
And fill your life with unending fragrance
If not he rose, let me be the thorns
To save you from the prying hands

I want to be the clock
To give you all your moments
If not the clock, let me be the moments
Which you remember all your life

The wants unending, the wishes aplenty
Unattended and unfulfilled
Yet I strive, strive to dream
Of desires unending and as always "not me" anticipating.
 

~Aby Baby~

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