You

You could give me gold, I am sure it’s what most want
But it will never satisfy, no matter what you flaunt

You can hide my eyes, but can you stop your voice
The one that’s in my head and loves without a choice

If I were to show you what is underneath my cloak
Do you think that you would like me, even when I spoke

You could send me flowers, anyone can do that
But the words that you’re writing, makes my heart so fat

You could take me places, but I’d rather be at home
The depths in your eyes are the streets I want to roam

You could play me music but what I really want to hear
Is your voice leaning in and whispering in my ear

So the things that I want isn’t much this is true
Because the only thing I want is to be alone with you

© Delia Ross. 2019


I’m not asking for much, I just want it all because you are everything and all I need (all I really want is my guitar and you) 🤓

4 thoughts on “You

  1. Thank you very much. I don’t think you missed the meanings, I think sometimes my extra commentary throws you for a loop. I am the Goddess of Confusion though. I wear a lot of hats. I did want the poem to have an intimate setting of longing. 😄

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