She said When you're done slaying dragons and fighting for thrones will you come back and stay for a while?
But there are not enough puddles Not enough dirt
He is the king of the living room when the carpet is lava
Don't come out of the kitchen The carpet is lava mommy
She says okay and watches as he jumps from couch cushion to chair to tile to save her
There will never be a man in her life who can save her like he can No man who knows the exact distance from doorframe to bedframe so the hands underneath will not get them if they jump right
No one's ever thought to save her From the things she cannot see
I wish I were old enough to use a saw
He is stomping a tin trashcan lid flat Cuts kite string with his teeth
Discovery says its duck season If I have armored wings and get hit by a shotgun I'll still be able to fly home
I wish I were a shark I wish I were the wind I wish I was a lost boy but didn't have to be lost Can I be a boy forever and still get homesick?
If peter pan came and offered to whisk him away to neverland The hardest thing would be for her to let him go
Maybe he can be a boy like ten more years she thinks
With fistfulls of crayons and constant pleads for one more of everything
Just one more night as a boy Just one more day as a dragon Just one more day as a bird with steel wings One more day as the wind
But she knows he'll be a man And he'll visit and call talk about The damsel in distress he met in college When he saved her at a party How she spent the whole night laying on his chest While sleeping on the grass And for some reason The cold biting air smelled like home
She knows mothers raise the best men Because they know what they want in a man
It's not always okay to be your father's son
She says, When you're done with dragons and steel winged flights and being emperor of the living room
Be honest Women love men who are honest Smile about everything Smiling is attractive and sometimes it's all you need to make yourself feel good
Call me now and then Or I'll call you every five minutes