I Want You To Know Your Play-List Is On My Ipod. Poem by Anthony Fry

I want you to know you are my one and only love.
I want to know why I fall in love by pure magic.
I want to know why I adore and still dare to love you.
I want to know if I will ever lose your hopeless love.

I want to know why I am not starved of affection.
I want to know if you are telling me a majestic truth.
I want to know if you can sit with natures pain.
I want to know if you can live with a born failure.

I want to know if you can share my happy days.
I want to know if I am all you ever dream about.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself.
I want to know if you are fair trembling of sleep.

I want to know if my pictures are on your wallpaper.
I want to know if you keep our matching key-rings.
I want to know if you keep our cinema tickets.
I want to know why I sleep in your silk t-shirt.

I want to know if you just long for my eyes only.
I want you to know your play-list is on my ipod.
I want to know if you can always come home.
I want to know if I do know you in this lifetime.

I want to know if you can text me on my phone.
I want to know if you can blush unseen with joy.
I want to know if you can see serene beauty.
I want to know if I will be all you have ever wanted.