a poem about relationships

How do you want the stars, the moon, the clouds,

and everything I own? I will give you

my heart, my soul, my life, and everything

I know. Just to know that you’ll be there when

I call. When I’m old, when I’m afraid, will

you be there?


I was walking home from work today and heard a singer (Dave Pilla I think) playing a tune that got me to come up with some words of my own. This was what I came up with. The urge was strong. Here’s a snippet.

You should read my other poems. Here’s my favourite so far!