Would you hide with me, unwind with me?
Would you sew my home for an hour or so?
Would you let me cook for you into the night unknown?
Would you listen to me, would you speak the words?
Would you fall back into the quiet, until, we can hear the obnoxious chirping birds?
Would you want my hand as I want your mind?
Would it matter if I asked you for just a little more time?
And your body, your spine, in its perfect align.
Is but a hopeful wish for distant tomorrow.
One that belongs to the keeper of heart in due time.
But then, in such situations as this, to ask...
Would my courage not fail me?
Would such moments now last?
Would? Should? Haha... Silly self.