we're magicians

I'm unbearably in love with you.

we are not together yet but we will be.

It's more a question of [when?] [than, if?]

we will move out of here.

go to a place with a beach - rent a little apartment

we'll conduct cooking competitions and even though you'll let me win,

we'll have your soup, not mine.

I'll make a mess in the kitchen

& on tuesday nights you'll surprise me with clean feet on the bed

our bed would be low, kissing the ground.

one of the walls would be painted by our crazy hands.

we'd call it a masterpiece and light yellow lamps.

on days you'd be gone, I'll wait for you with our pet turtle & cat.

plant flowers in the garden and blast our favorite songs from the window. hoping moonlight makes the tune travel to you.

you'll come home a day early and I wouldn't know it.

so when I feel your hands sliding down my waist,

I'll almost punch you frazzled.

oops.

you'd pin me down.

we'd kiss on the grass again.

we're magicians.