How can I make our love more like Saturday mornings after too much wine?
More like Tuesday quickies at 6 am, cuz fuck it- I’d rather be late to work
More like forehead kisses goodbye
Like intertwined fingers and flirtatious eyes
Like evenings watching the stars in your lap
Like massaging your shoulders until you fall asleep
Like watching you react to every bite of dinner
Like you always being my dessert

How can I make our love sweeter, simpler-
The feeling of chasing fireflies on summer nights
Of falling asleep outside
Of a very first kiss-
With you?