| If I could have my way, |
| I'd pull you close, |
| and squeeze you tightly, |
| and whisper "I love you" |
| in your ear. |
| If I could have my way, |
| I'd embrace you lovingly, |
| and touch our lips, |
| and kiss you softly, |
| while time stands still. |
| If I could have my way, |
| I'd snuggle up with you, |
| beneath a big fur blanket, |
| in front of a warm log fire, |
| all through the night. |
| If I could have my way, |
| I'd hold you in my arms, |
| with heads 'pon each other, |
| and would never let you go. |
| For if I could have my way, |
| I'd love you forevermore. |
Ah well, the 2nd and 3rd stanzas weren't the best, but I think that the last stanza was redeeming, so I liked it nonetheless. Although before I'd written the last stanza I had thought I was losing my touch, and perhaps I am, perhaps I am. But it's likely to return even if it's left. Although I don't think it has, I just think that... only parts of this poem were me at my best. But hey, given the results, I think that that's certainly enough:)
Actually, initially it was just supposed to be the first stanza alone, but I wanted it to continue, and so I did. And intriguingly enough, decided to bequeath it it's title from the last two lines instead of the reoccurring beginning of the stanzas. Isn't it ironic, to refer to the poem by its last line instead of its first *chuckle* Ah well, it's not my first poem that does that, and it likely won't be my last:)
Something else I like about this poem is that it doesn't follow the ABAB rhyme scheme that I normally use, in fact it even has odd numbered stanzas. Highly uncommon for me, and yet it's a good sign, or at least a supposed sign of a maturing poet. Blah, who cares, personally I love rhyming poetry, I think most poems that don't rhyme have a very hard time pulling off being fun to read, regardless of how deep they are:)
So... most of the inspiration came from a combination of Kira and Heather. I suppose a couple of the notable things is the whispering "I love you" in her ear is inspired by Kira. Just thinking of it, squeezing her tightly and whispering "I love you" in her ear makes me feel warm all over. So the first stanza is actually entirely about her. The second stanza... is mainly about Heather, strangely, I feel more drawn to kissing her softly on the lips than Kira. And yet I'd rather kiss Kira passionately on the lips. Yes yes, I know I'm horrible for wanting to kiss more than one person, but unfortunately, life isn't like the fairytales and my heart is divided among a bunch of people. Hmm... well, I think Kira put it best when she said that I have World War III going on in my heart:P Bah humbug, there's too much to explain and too much of my past that nobody knows.