I want to hold your hand,
As we walk through cobblestone streets.  

To watch the shadows
Caress your face as the tired sun
Sets behind rugged rooftops.  

I want you to wrap
Yourself around me as
The evening chill creeps
Upon our limbs and children’s
Goodnights echo across this quaint town.

I want to sit by the restless water,
And touch your rough cheek
As the stars emerge from their slumber.
And the summer leaves whisper behind us.

I want to find myself in your green eyes,
And hold you as though time
Had stopped – waiting for our
Lips to touch.

I want to love you without
Fear. Without doubt.
Without insecurity, nor apprehension.

I want to feel lost in these unfamiliar streets,
But home when I look to you.