I want to be the first one you see,
And embrace when you arrive home.
And within that embrace,
I want to be the one to dissolve any weariness
You carry from wherever you have been.
I want to take you to a place
Where only I know the path
Through thistle, and tall grass,
To the top of a hill,
Surrounded by a thicket of spiny hedges,
And there we will sit on the cool earth.
I want to lay my head in your lap,
And I want you to stroke my hair,
As the sun says hello to the moon,
Then, I want to be the first one
You have wanted to kiss in a long time,
Then I want you to do it,
Taking it further, all the way,
And if you go quickly, that’s quite alright;
I know you’ll go down,
And fix it.