I Wanna Be Yours

Yesterday, I came home to this sweet poem Marc had written me.  It was so sweet and special, I thought I would share it.  He would kill me if he knew I was posting it... That's what he gets for not reading my blog!  Bahaha!!  Its means a lot that he really thought all about what describes me.  Everything in it fits me perfectly.      

I Wanna Be Yours

I wanna be your lemon

In your glass of water,

I wanna be your finely cut meat

So you don't have to slaughter,

Let me be your Gaucho pants

So you can go comfy,

I do anything for you,

I wanna be yours.

I wanna be your straightener

For your frizzy hair,

I wanna be your anxiety

So you'll never care,

Let me be your chewed'up nails

And you'll lose no blood,

I'll give you all the love I can

I wanna be yours.

 

This is all I could think of

because I'm not that clever,

If you need a little more

Walk right out the door :)

I'm just kidding...

I wanna be yours

~Marc A. Batangan