If I could draw your face so that

Anyone who saw the sketch

Could taste your kisses

If I could light the paper on fire

So that the smoke would stand

And take on skin and kiss the babies

And shake the neighbors' hands

Or if I could mix the pigments just so

And saturate the turpentine with the sweet cologne you wear

And paint your living face

Everyone would be as infatuated with you

As I am

And everyone would seek

To take your hand and lead you away

Just to know

Just to see

Just to feel for one hour, one day 

The way you are with me

-jenn