chris frank

I want


Lazy sunday’s
You at the gym, me swimming
Long Sunday lunches
Walking in the park
Not having to leave you in bed

 

Waking up in different cities

Making love to you, after we’ve walked back from the beach. 

Holding eachother, kissing your golden skin 

Coming home to you

Us both in love 

Not having to share

 

A new job for you

A new life for us, no limits 

A place which is ours

All of your dreams come true 

Not scared, not jealous,

Just perfect, always.