Can You?

By Parishi

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Can you?

Oh, how you will love the thrilling touch of her skin, 
And how her smile can brighten up your day 
You can cry your heart out to her if something is wrong 
You'll fall for how the wind blows her hair when she smiles 
You'll be lost in her eyes, oh how she carries the world in them, dreams like magic and tales like fairies 
You'll never want to look away when she's around 
And not forget to blush at the fine dimples on either side of her cheeks 
You'll be in awe of how she's so good at grades and how clearly she explains 
You'll love how she cries out with joy when she laughs too much and how innocently she cracks a joke 
Oh and how she'll jump out with joy when you gift her a present on her birthday 
And what a glamour she'll be when she dresses at her best and will take your breath away 
When she'll casually touch your arm and set your heart racing 
When she tells you she's tired and stretches out her arms to let you carry her 
Oh, how you'll love her more than the fireflies love their light, 
you'll want her more than a sunflower needs its sun, 
you'll fall for her more than an asteroid for its earth, 
you'll want her on your skin more than a dried sapling longs for rain 
And will want to keep looking at her more than the partridge looks at her moon.


But, 
Have you ever loved a forest fire 
Instead of a soothing spring? 
Have you ever praised the silver clouds 
Upsetting the purple sky?
Have you ever giggled at a wildflower 
And not the lilies?
Have you ever thought of the dead autumn 
More than you've felt the rain? 
 
Anybody can love the touch of her skin
Can you love the ashes behind her scars?
Anybody can cry their life out to her
Can you listen to her when she's falling apart?
Anybody can praise her good grades
Can you tell her how beautiful her hair smells today?
Anybody can ask her how much she earned today
Can you ask her if she had her meal and had enough water?
Anybody can quarrel over how she doesn't reply to their texts
Can you ask her if her day was good and if she's okay?

Anybody can walk up to her when they need her,
Can you walk up to the end of her street when she's alone?
Anybody can talk about how she aces the black dress she wearing
But can you just put her hair behind her ear and tell her that she's more beautiful than the stars?
Anybody can blame her for not being good enough 
Can you tell her she is the strongest woman you know and she's perfect as she is? 
Can you tell her she's good in whatever colour her skin looks like and whatever shape her body is carved in? 
Can you tell her that she distracts you and it is illegal to be this beautiful? 
Can you tell her to stop smiling because you'll not be able to sleep?
Can you tell her you miss her in your arms, raw and rare?
Can you love her when she's at her weakest, with entangled hair, sunken cheeks, swollen eyes and a bleeding heart?
Can you wipe out her tears, plant a kiss on her forehead and tell her she's the best thing that's happened to you?
Can you hold her trembling hand, hold her hand tight enough, look into her eyes and tell her that she deserves the world and everything will be okay? 
Can you?

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