I have known you three days
and I wish to build you a house.
We are at the foundations now,
our hands pouring cement into the dirt
every time we ask each other
   Your favorite song
   My favorite movie
   Or where we grew up
Did you like where you grew up?
We raise two-by-fours to the sky
thinking
   Will our children like it,
   where they grow up?

I have known you four months
and our house has many windows.
The walls are being insulated
   with our parents names
   and playground stories
   and the first time we kissed each other
We drive to the hardware store
wondering
   Who will ask first,
   going down on one knee?

I have known you two years
and our house is furnished now.
I am building a crib as you read instructions,
your hand on your belly.
I drive a nail into painted wood
asking
   How did I get so lucky?