At the end of the day
I want it to be you and me
In a room full of strangers
Giggling uncontrollably
I want your early mornings
And your late night talks
The faint touch of your lips
On the tip of my cheeks
While we let quietness
Linger in our four corners
I want you when your eyebrows meet
When you close your eyes and count to three
I want you when you smile from ear to ear
Eyes half open with our nose being near
But most of all I want you when you are at peace
Staring at me with ease
There is nothing I want better than to feel you like this
