I want to get to know you.
I want you to call me at 1 AM,
I want you to pour your soul into a conversation you’ll think was a dream.
I want your everything.
I want you to tell me what you love,
I want you to tell me what you hate,
I want you to tell me why.
I want to know what drives you,
I want to know what halts you,
I want to know what keeps you going,
Who keeps you going,
What I can do
To keep you going.
I want to see you in the summer.
I want you to look up YouTube slam poems and think
I want you with your nose in a book,
Your ears in headphones,
Your head in the clouds.
I want your eyes closed,
Your mouth open,
Your words flooding out.
I want to see you in a color you’re never worn.
I want to see you in something you feel confident in.
I want to see you in something that makes you feel beautiful.
I want to see you on a cliff,
Ready to jump.
I have the camera,
But before you jump,
You look back at me,
Smile a nervous smile,
And my heart melts.
I want to see you jump.
I want to see you fall.
I’ll have a heart attack,
Suck in a breath,
But you’ll emerge,
And you’ll laugh,
And I’ll release the breath,
And I’ll love you.
I want to sit by you.
We’ll rock in our rocking chairs
On the porch,
One warm summer evening.
I want to spend the first night of fireflies with you.
I want to see your laughing face for the rest of my life.
I want it to be the last thing I see
I want to be the last thing you see.