If only

If only I could sing,
Then I would try to please your ear
And leave out what I really think;

If only I could dance,
Then, surely, maybe you would grant me
With a first, or even second glance.

If only I could love,
Then I'd never ever mention it

In case you've had enough;

If only I could rhyme,
Then I would tell you all I mean

And it wouldn't be a crime.

This is feeble and crap but, just because it is a Friday night; and because failure today is not as bad as it would normally seem to be. Also, because it is springtime, although the weather outside still doesn't know it.