If only (Day 7)

If only you would listen  
but you have heard all my words before,  
at least that's what you believe  
and no new utterances  
can shake at the barred portcullis  
that you have made up of your mind.  
If only I had the magic  
to make you feel  
to send my message  
hurtling through your walls  
and tear down the closed fortress  
but no,  
I have no magic  
and you have no castle  
instead there is concrete and contempt  
and my fantastical entreaty  
is nothing but fanciful nonsense to you.  
 
But still I look to reshape the ruins of our relationship  
and dream of painting new vistas beyond suburbia,  
even if it is  
that more than simply time and space  
separate us.  
But if only....