i don't want flowers...
unless i grow them with you;
i don't want candy...
unless i make it with you.
i want to be there with you
creating a big mess, getting dirty...
i want to laugh and know real life;
could this be love?
i don't want to sing...
unless you also want to;
i don't want to talk...
unless words bring us closer.
i'd rather read books aloud
sharing their magic with you;
i want to reflect and be soulful;
perhaps this is love...
and i don't care about riches...
unless it's in values;
i don't care if we're poor...
unless it wearies our hearts.
i am quite easily romanced
by just the sound of your breathing;
i want us to Zen dance and be present;
oh wow, this is love?
and i don't want to change you....
unless you want to change.
and i don't want you to "owe" me...
unless you don't love me.
i want us to lend help whenever
and simply count it no favor;
i want us to be friends, yet so much more;
i guess this is love!
