If you were the sky, I'd never tire of gazing upward.
If you were the sun, I'd crave the touch of your warm rays on my skin.
If you were the wind, I'd gladly let you whisk me away.
If you were the moon, I'd want your orbit to circle around me.
If you were mine, I'd cherish you like a treasured possession,
Sharing in all the joys and facing any challenges that may come our way.
© Teni Writes