Sing to me, tell me all the things in my ear
I’d want to hear, be my personal Shakespeare
I want it but I won't ask for it
I want you to tell me I’m pretty, and in return I get beautiful
Show me you want me,
but not always physically
And although well get there in a minute
But show me you need me
Need someone to listen
Be there for you when you cry and baby please don't you be shy
Because
I’ll give you that high that tender lovin no one can deny
Touch me, make love to my body and soul
Allow me to explore the journey and become on as a whole
Conversate with me and more than just “wyd”
Pull all nighters till the sun rises up at 7:30
No need for orange juice sipping my tea
You give me all the vitamin C that rush from fresh brewed coffee
Open up to me, be a book a novel
allowing me to flick through you’re page
And maybe we can work on starting a life together and become old aged
Love me,
I want you to love my love I give to you with no hesitation
Have constant flirtation for the rest of our lives without any complication
And I want you to
Be my medicine, the pill I take and digest that takes all my pain away
Making me forget the hurt that's been done and replace it with pure and utterly true love
And be mine’s, be my person that’s all I ask
This poem of mines is overall about a girl that wants a partnership with a person but asks for something that's long term and not temporary. She wants them physically yes but that's not as important than having a emotionally, spiritually, and mentally connection with them.
