You Know, That Thing Poem by NaKendra Currie

I want that! You know, that thing they call love
That thing that's different for everyone
I want that desire to miss someone soo bad
U cant even think straight
I want that suspence of not knowing what he'll do next
U know like a surprise!
I want to look in his eyes and know i am safe
I want to touch his heart, and beable to hear mine
What I want has nothing to do with the way our lips touch
Or where his hand moves
What I want is his word, that word that he only tells me
That word that only I can hear
I want to hear his thoughts
The thought that tells me, he is mine, and no one can take him away
I want that, You know.
That thing they call love