Want


	Scott's Poetry Page \| home Both Sides of The Mirror \| Waiting \| Softly \| Count Down \| Reaching Out \| The Door \| Meaningless Lies \| Hate \| Lost Time \| Place in My Heart \| Evil \| Blood \| Tears From Above \| Pretend \| Looking Up \| Want \| Unseen \| Untitled \| My Star \| Forever Changed Want I want many things, Some more important than Others. The things that Are the most important Are the things that can not Be bought or sold at a price. They are the things that Most overlook and take For granted each and everyday. They are the memories that We have, the dreams and aspirations, And the love that we feel. These are all things That I want, but they are Things I thought I `d never find. But I think that I Have found these things, From an unlikely source though. I have found these in a Person, a person I've Never seen, a person I've Never heard. This is a Special person though, one I am Able to tell anything too. This person is you. I want to look into your eyes And know what you're thinking. I want to hold you at night. I want to be loved by you. I want you.