The List

He doesn’t have to have five credit cards

A big fat C at the end of his career path

A penthouse on the highest floor

With the view on planet Mars

Nor a luxury car

Incrusted with diamonds and gold

HE doesn’t have to HAVE at all.

But he has to MAKE!

Make me SCREAM

Make me DREAM

Make me lose my mind for him

Make me bite my lip till it bleeds

Make me FEEL the wind

In my hair

And his heartbeat in my chest

Make me write and dance for him

And pray for him

And hold his hand

When He prays for me

And see the core of his soul

When He worships my name

And my poetry.

That’s how our LOVE would be