I wish I could
turn frost into fire
and winter to spring
make an ash from an acorn
and a bird from a wing
I wish I could
drink water from deserts
paint colour with grey
trade miles for minutes
and dreams for a day
I would turn
rain into blood
and wood into ribs
air into lungs
my breath into lips
I would build
your face from my pillow
part after part
your arms from my blanket
your heart from my heart
I'd turn light into laughter
and silence to smiles if I could
and treat every second like hours
I would.