If You Knew

If you knew what it meant

To be loved by you

I promise you you’d never

Do the things you do

If you felt the rush

Of your every little touch

You would try to hold on

Even if a bit too much

If you could feel the way I feel

When you hold me in your arms

Your knuckles would turn white

As you grasp onto the feeling

With a desperation you’ve never known

Not before or since

If you heard your laugh

The way I that I hear it

You’d dance to its melody

Like a being possessed

By some old folk tale’s demon

You would see new colors

New dimensions too

You’d think anything were possible

If you knew what it meant

To be loved by you