ALL I want to be

I want to be
the song you hum
when mirth stretches
your pursed lips!

I want to be
the tiny flutter in your tummy
when cupid shoots
his first arrows in your heart.

I want to be
the heart drawn on the sand
before the waves
washes it back.

But I know
I shall be forgotten
like that song you hummed;
the flutter of first signs of love
and the heart drawn on the sand.

Yet! I want to be
only these and nothing else
for even if momentary
I know it would make you merry!