If you were taller, muscular and smart,
successful and creative and with hope
of having fun, and opening your heart
to happiness and the kaleidoscope
of possibilities, then I’d be yours.

If I were more secure and driven less,
if I forsook the anger and the chores
and all the lists and all the nervousness,
if I were slimmer and I acted so,
it’s obvious that you could then be mine.

Behind closed eyes we’ll see our passion grow
to perfect loving, intimate and fine.
Within closed ears we’ll listen as we go
alone together into bad design.