I don't want an easy love. Sure, I want a napping in the sun, Doing everything and nothing All at once Staring into each other's eyes And giggling at an in-joke Kind of love. But not a simple one. Not one that settles into my bones With the inevitability of old age. Not one that grows so comfortable It becomes ordinary. I want fire. I want passion. I want a love that makes me fight for it. Over and over again. I want a love that keeps me on my toes. That never settles into routine. Sure, I want a coffee in bed Cuddles with a film Soft pillows and warm skin Kind of love. But I also want to look at it And see that it is ephemeral And changeable And all the more precious for it.
Sure, I want a lifetime kind of love. But a lifetime's a long time. And I want it to be a wild tango, Not a slow and stately waltz.