I want more
I want more hand holding in public places, let it be equivalent to the lip locking in private spaces.
I want to exchange vows at the end of an isle with the same seriousness we make promises with the sheets at the foot of the bed.
I need more days ending in smiles and less mornings lacking a goodbye.
I need less ways to seek your attention and more methods to show you I cherish our union.
I desire to engage in new conversations so give me more voices to grace our halls but I have no plans of raising them alone.
I desire dances in the dark, nights out laughing, days in smiling and our commitment to love to be our guiding light.
I long for more from you, so I can feel more of me is worth it.
Yet when I ask if I’m too much, all you do is tell me to wait.