All I Want

All I want from life are those little things,
it's not even life that I desire
but those tiny things that make it worth while.

For me it will never be about money, riches, and gold
but of the flower that inspires me to pick up a pen,
that dark black rose too pretty to ignore.

All I want for myself is to make someone truly happy
to share the fun times of my life with them while enduring the sad,
holding their hand on a moonlit night
with the dark blue sky set ablaze with arrayed stars.

It's my dream not to love someone in the sensual sense
but to warm their hearts; to melt away layers of ice with just a touch,
be able to make someone happy with my hug.

All I want from this God forsaken world is for someone to love me
as much as I would always love them,
to hold someone in an embrace just to be held back
snuggling with the one I love for hours on end
each time we do wondering when we would do it again.

To have that person that lights up my face
no matter how desolate I am inside,
the one that has my heart beating for them.

All I want in this unforgiving life is a special someone
a relationship where they are not mine but I am theirs,
just these little things that pass us by
running around just in and about everyday life.