If Mirrors Could reflect my Heart and Mind
Then you would need thousands to see the Rife
Which have remained my beats and Grind.
You've Turned me back and now I am out to Life

If Only my inks would not Stop off Shore
Or Get weary on the sweet cooks I have.
Then with all Blood in my veins I'd write for Sure,
On the Emotions and feelings You raised from grave..

If Only Life gave us chance, to make intentions Clear,
And Wrong notions not made on pure Motions.
I would Say Its not a Trance, and make actions Bare
But only in the West, is Bare taken to such Actions.

If only we were Birds and wished to Fly in high projections
To the scarlet skies with deep affections
Till the heavens our fluttering wings hears.
Then Continuously, I would with you, without Fears.

If only you were right on Tis bed with me Yesterday,
To see the intoxicating Wine Your Voice served,
Which I took and surely craving for more each day.
Then You'd know how much wine I need as long as I Lived.

If Only You knew where my heart Belonged.
If Only You knew you were the One and Only
And How much of You I have always Longed
Then you'd know it's Out of Tis heart to say, LONELY...