i would love to make you mine. . .

without doubt,
an ounce of fear
no more questions
no confusions,
no more pretention
if anyone asks
i can freely, gladly
say yes, i am hers

i so want to make you mine. . .

amid the pleading
and endless bleeding
the bargaining
my willingness to commit
your inability to admit
that somewhere along
the muddled lines
you have thought of it too
it would have been flattering
although at times it had been maddening

i would have made you mine. . .

if i knew it was what you wanted
if only you could say
i can be all you ever wanted
if only i could give more
if i can be all what you live for

i would have made you mine. . .
if it were that simple
i could have made you mine