I would ask for your love,

But I have it

In spades.

I would ask for 20,000 kisses

But I would just want

20,000 more.

I would ask for the stars

But I don’t want you gone long enough from me

To get them.

I would ask you for more time

But I’m afraid it too would run out

And I would want more.

I would ask for your touch

But you already touch

The deepest parts of me.

I would ask for material things

But they are meaningless

Next to what we have.


So when you ask me

What I want from you

I can’t answer.