I want to walk on trails through the woods,
holding your hand. Feel your strength and what it offers; safety and security, being wanted.
You are fun loving, warm; a gentle heart and a hard body.
I want to dig for bottles and metal things.
I want to walk mama (4 20 for those who don’t know her) with you, but not in the rain.
I want to know your hearts’ rhythm when you’re one with me.
Let’s shop at Walmart and Aldi and Wegmans and Weis forever, because I love the way you look at everything and choose wisely what you want.
Let’s make a mess laughing and eating and making love all weekend, I’ll clean up on Mondays. Drive me down the crazy river (it’s a song with a great sound).
I don’t want much, just all of you!
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