I didn't think
I could make you smile last night.
You made me guilty
For what I did well
Even though you were the one who made me do it.

You told me the ways
Everyone
In your family
Was broken.
And all the ways
You were
That I already
Knew.

Your father
Was wondering if you had EVER
Been on a date
And when you said yes
He doubted it had been with a girl.
I now have his fleeting approval
Until he finds out
I don't believe
In Joseph Smith's words.

You told me you own a mountain
Or 6% of one, but
Hell.
That's enough of a mountain for me.
You said we could have our very own castle
And stable
And I asked why you were so sure
It'd be me but
I didn't want an answer.
I was just glad to know
That
Maybe
I was your princess.

You moaned my name
Through the vastness
Of the space between us
You were
A whole state away
Longing for my kiss
My touch
And I loved that I could tell you
Between gasps
Exactly what I wanted.
I could tell you
Of all the ways
I love you.