I wanna do
nothing with you.
I mean I wanna do
anything and everything.
But especially
when there are days
with nothing to do
and no places for
our hearts to go,
I wanna share
the stillness
in my messy room.
I wanna fill the room
with our loud and simple
existence.
Share little,
quiet moments
together.
I wanna fill the room
with laughter
and falling tears—
Not from sorrow,
but from peace.
I wanna dance with you.
I wanna feel our bodies
full of stories.
A picture of us—
A scrapbook of love
that means everything.
I wanna mean
the world to you.
The blood orange sun
falling slowly,
you can spend
forever watching
in the patch of wheat fields
we find ourselves on
when you need
a second to breathe.
So whatever you need,
I’ll be the peace
in this messy room
I share with you.