YOURS

 

I saw you all dressed that night,

While I was a mess.

We were standing side by side,

Just standing there.

 

I glanced at you,

A boy who was now a man.

And I thought,

I wanna be yours.

 

If you like football,

I’ll be your studs.

Lemme be your gold,

I’ll never rust.

 

I’ll be your blanket,

Which you’ll be cold without.

You call it babe.

I just wanna be yours.

                            -Manya Singh Patel