The Want

I want to sit in a dark, quiet place.

I want to be alone.

I want to reflect on what was and

what could have been.

I want my mind to roam.

I want to be in past happiness

I want not emotions to flee.

I want to reside in that place in

your heart that you said that I'd

always be.

I want to be remembered.

I want to be in good graces.

I want you to be happier in all

of your created spaces and

places.

I want you to be married.

I want your husband to care.

I want you two to create new life

and be making love everywhere.

I want you two to make babies and

teach the things that we spoke.

I want them to have the knowledge

that you and your warrior cause

thoughts to provoke.

I want you to get that money.

I want you to live and stay paid.

I want you drown in abundance

stay in his bosom and share y'all

rich ways.

I want you to know that I'm

blessed.

I want you to know I am favored.

I want you to know if it don't

work out with this you know

you're my favorite flavor.

Cause' he can't do what I do.

And I know what I feel inside.

Also know I respect yours and

what you do but these feelings

can't hide.

So look for me when I'm passing

you by when you're out holding

hands in the street.

And know that I have a passion

for you like no man that you'll

ever meet.

Cause I can still taste all of

you and you know that shit drives

me crazy.

So when you give thoughts of

submitting to him I know that I

still am a maybe.

If he slips, forgets the woman

you are I'm here to share love

gave me.

So when pastor ask who gives her

to you, I'll say that this other

man made me.

2006 Hassan Olumoroti Ntimbanjayo