Beggars Would Ride

If I could tell you
the things I wanted to say,
I would tell you that
I think you’re beautiful.

I would let you know
how much I wanted
to feel your skin
against mine.

I would explain
how much I feel alive
in your company
how you make me smile

If I could
do all of those things
I wouldn’t need to write
them down

and hope
that someday
you’ll read these words
and understand.