To me, you were the firefly
Illuminating the night sky.
To you, I was the caterpillar
Waiting in the wings- to be a butterfly
If I were the ocean, and you were grains of sand,
If I was the sea, and you were a faraway land,
If I were Dorothy and you were Oz,
Would you take my hand, just because?
To me, you were a spring day,
Air filled with the blossom of cherry trees
To you I was a green, abandoned forest,
Buzzing with honey bees.
To you I was the midnight,
Where secrets (in indigo ink) shone,
To me, you were the moonlight,
As I waited for the dawn.
If I were a fairy-tale and you were a song,
If I were a jazz tune, and you were a trombone,
If you were Simba and I was Timone,
Would you still take my hand, despite the crown you adorned?
Written by Jonaki
