Monday, September 26, 2011

The Love Poem

Excus me if this is a bit forward, but
I wanna grow old with you.
Wanna let gravity hit my bottom half with you.
Wanna plant seed and watch them grown with you.
Wanna sit on a porch and rock with you.
Wanna drift into incoherent memories with you.
Wanna trade my high heal boots for orthopedics
and go walking with you
every morning for the rest of ever.
Want each day to begin and end with you.
Wanna start a revolution with you.
Wanna look back at it and laugh with you.
Wanna take a trip across the world with you,
or just simply trip with you.
Wanna share my dentures and wear matching depends with you.
Wanna let my hair grey and let myself go with you.
Wanna pick my nose, my toes, and be old and funky with you.
Wanna gum a good meal with you.
Wanna share an oxygen tank with you.
Wanna waddle on and off a bus with you.
Wanna go to the grocery store with you
and argue peas and corn with you
then eat that shit with you.
Wanna make love to you.
Wanna eventually transition with you.
So its important for me to build with you.
Connect with you.
Cuz I plan on being in love with you.