i want my home and your home to be the same place, i want to forget what books are mine and what books are yours, i want to build us a porch swing and kiss your face in it when i'm 85, i want us to dance in the garden and eat in the bedroom and fuck in the kitchen
i want to fall in love with you in the autumn woods behind my house, introduce you to my favorite tree where i built my first treehouse, tell you the stories of my childhood trails, feel you up at the lake where i learnt to swim
I want to boldly go where no man has gone before but like slowly, gently, without disturbing the creatures who live there
I just wanna feed you and listen to music with you and hold your hand and tell good stories and kiss you softly



