I want to watch the grass grow,
I want to watch beauty fade,
I want to watch paint dry,
and enjoy life in bloom.
I want to
let
all things
fantastic
and
mundane,
All things
tired
and
lively,
Catch my eyes,
For I wish to feel,
that which is all around.
I want to hear the birds chirp.
I want to hear the wind whip across my roof,
and I want to hear your voice linger longer.