I Want the Real You
I want to know the real you, baby
I want to feel every thing inside you
I want to see your heart burst open
Weather inside there's passion or pain
Let's sit down on the table top
talk to each other over a glass of water
Nothing that really matters
just the little things
Like why your stereo broke
Why you put a cucumber in your water
Whats your favorite song on the radio
and what would be your daughters first name
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
