I Wish I Were

When I look at you,
I wish I were a poet;
so that I could describe the untouched beauty of
your mesmerising grey eyes and tender carmine lips
through words as beautiful as you.

When I look at you,
I wish I were an artist;
so that I could put every flawless detail of yours-
every crevice and curve,
elevation and depression-
on the canvas.

When I look at you,
I wish I were a photographer;
so that I could prove to everyone that
you’re not just a figment of my imagination
you’re real.

When I look at you,
I wish I were a writer;
so that I could tell the world
how beautiful you look
in the moonlight;
and how my heart skips a beat
when you flip your hair.

When I look at you,
I wish I were a singer;
so that I could sing about you,
drown in your aesthetic beauty,
admire you,
and make you eternal.

When I look at you,
I wish I were a mind reader;
so that I could reach the depths of your mind
and light up all the dark valleys of
worries and insecurities.