To my future...

I wanna lay around on a Sunday, listening to Alan Watts talk on spiritual love and letting go.
I wanna talk to you about everything, and know what you think, how you feel;
I could pick your brain all day.

I wanna make you dinner and homemade bread,
I wanna argue with you, debate in a non-heated way;
I'll consider your side of the argument, cause you're so damn smart (it's hard not to).

I wanna travel to outer space with you, just to see your face,
I wanna watch you, your expressions, as you take it all in;
I want you to tell me all about it, tell me what you see.


Sometimes I don't wanna talk at all;
instead, we'll sit on the couch and snuggle.
Maybe watch a movie, something horror (you know how much I like horror).

Then I wanna be really quiet,
let our hands, mouths and bodies do the talking.
Let's share in new experiences; there's no boundaries we can't break.

If it's time for us to part, should you meet someone new,
then I will trust that our time has been spent.
That we shared in something amazing, once in a lifetime, can't be denied.


Because from this relationship,
I've learned so much;
I've learned to be free, to be my whole self.

You were my teacher, friend, lover;
I'll still be your best friend, lover, mother, sister.
Together, we had the full experience of, each-other.