If I had legs I'd stride the trail

to worldly end then glide and sail

on lines of wish I'd ride that rail

and beg the angels' pardon

My feet in boots of blackened fur

I'd run to Hell and back or more

to pass the test and crack the door

that leads to Heaven's garden.

If I had eyes I'd keep them wide

to watch for tears she weeps inside

and bid the sunshine creep and glide

across her darkened bower

A picture would unfold to me

her future on a golden sea

in dreams this story holds the key

'twill be my finest hour.

If I had arms I'd bear the load

with hands of steel that wear a code

the lines of fortune's daring road

a paladin's confession

I'd carry all her heat and pain

then douse the sun defeat the rain

and never would she meet again

her nemesis depression

If I had lips her name I'd cry

as thunder rolls I'd tame the sky

all lightning bolts would flame and die

in awe of my endeavor

I'd chant a spell in magic rhyme

and turn another page in time

to live some golden age sublime

where this would be forever

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