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“If” by Yvette R. Murray

If I am but a flash
In your cold, dark winter’s night,
Then let me be a flash of purest light
To guide your footsteps through the ages.

Were I simply a face in a crowded dream
Please, wake not to find Delilah
But let me launch a thousand ships
To end the war that love began.

Should we have just one more song
But the singers forget the words
Then let me sing a duet with you
And carve the melody on your mind.

Would the gold ring be unfinished
Or the unwritten vow never said
Then let me be indigo to your white silk
And warm your meanest hours.

If . . .