If my love had a weight, no scales could it measure

If my love had a sound, its notes songbirds would treasure

If my love were a scent, no rose could compare

If my love were a number, infinity despair

If my love had a colour, brightest rainbows would pale

If my love were like air, it would roar as a gale

If my love were a taste, it would be of your lips

If my love were a touch, it craves your fingertips

If my love had two wings, it would soar far above

And if my love were a mirror, please let it show love.