would you love me forever?
i know that could be quite a long time.
we both get bored quite easily.
so maybe i'll make you learn russian
with me on mondays. on tuesdays
we could write poetry and recite it
to our grandmothers in
the clouds. on wednesdays we
might cook stew and chew on greek
philosophy, i'll practice stoicism for
five minutes at fix o'clock while you
perfect headstands with the dog
and on thursdays we'd be bound
to spend the blessed afternoon
rearranging furniture and tossing pizza
until our ceiling turns the glorious
color of spinach and anchovies
and margarita sauce and it's a bit
drippy but it'll do. Fridays are my
favorites, we'd go explorin' in the
mornin' and by the evenin' settle
in to read a good, long chapter
and laugh and talk quietly forever after
and the weekend goes by so quick i
can't even make a plan and
sometimes you'll have to travel
and i will too, and we'll be a little
blue apart but it's always true,
that monday together awaiting us
will be, and oh, is that a precious
warming thought, to me.