I want to write you poetry
and naughty love stories.
I want to taste you and smell you
and hold your hand.
I want to hug you
and wash your hair.
I want to undress you
and write filthy words all over you naked body.
I want to wrestle with you
and make you laugh.
I want to have pillow fights with you
and make you breakfast.
I want to take you round art galleries
and eat fish and chips with you.
I want to fuck you in crazy places
and hide love notes for you to find later.
I want to rob banks with you
and run naked along a beach with you as the sun rises.
I want to fuck you in the rain, cold drops chilling our body, steam rising from our lust,
I want to kiss you.