Why can't you believe?
If I took you to heaven, would that make you believe?
If I rolled lucky seven, would you gamble on me?
If I conquered my fears and climbed El Capitan,
Would you look on me kindly, maybe give me a chance?
If I jumped from a ‘plane on the edges of space,
Would that tend to impress you, give you reason for faith?
If I plunged towards earth, put my safety at risk,
Would that prove that I love you? Would it help do you think?
We walk in the moonlight, we count every star,
You're in all my daydreams, but not in my arms.
You call every evening, you walk out with me,
Just one burning question, why can’t you believe?
If I rode to your rescue on a fire-breathing steed,
A white horse of love would that make you believe?
Would it serve as my vouchsafe? I grant you my heart,
My sward and my shield, my honour, my all.
If I swam the Atlantic and scoured the sea floor,
Found a chest full of jewels, doubloons and much more,
Hauled the booty ashore, set it down at your feet,
Any chance, any prospect, that you might believe?
I’m a man of great patience, disinclined to let go,
One step at a time, take the slower approach,
You’re uncertain right now, but in time you’ll believe,
For I’ll woo you and win you, just you wait and see.
© Joseph G Dawson
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