I could do *this* all day…

Aw, babe, I know I've written things like this before, but truth is I've had so many daydreams of ways to spend time with you… thought maybe I'd share a few more with you.

I wanna go to a concert with you — yeah, I know we've been to a few now, but this time, just you and me… And maybe you'll stand in front of me (sure, you're tall, but I'm still taller…) and I'll let my hands rest on those beautiful hips as we sway in time… and then maybe a slow, sweet song will come on, and I'll pull you in closer, my hands never losing contact as they brush along the fabric of whatever (perfect) outfit you've got on to fully wrap you up in my embrace. And then maybe when the chorus comes along, or that one particular heart-felt verse, you'll twist around in my arms, look up, and kiss me…

Some days, I just wanna belly up to a bar with you, have a drink or two, maybe have some pub food. Do you know how long it's been since I've had even that simple pleasure?

And babe, I wanna take you to a quiet café on a drizzly day… I'll offer to drop you at the door, but you'll say “That's ok! I'll walk in with you.” And we'll park and get out of the car — just in time for the sky to open up. We'll make a run for it, and once we're safely under the awning, laughing, I'll brush back a bit of your hair that's fallen heavily against your beautiful cheek. And smiling, I'll say “Well, now you're all wet, still wanna go in?” Grinning back, you say “Well… now that you mention it… maybe we should get it to go…”

Some days, I just wanna sit down and have dinner with you. I know, I know… it's best for dates to sit angled to each other, and that's what we'll do a lot of the time… but sometimes, I just wanna sit opposite you, so I can just stare into those eyes I love so well, just look at your beautiful face and marvel at the fact that you, you are sitting there across from me. Staring so long and so openly that even you start getting a little uncomfortable, a little shy… maybe you'll finally avert your gaze, looking down and to the side with a little embarrassed grin. Finally, I'll relent, chuckling and saying “I'm sorry, baby… still just can't quite believe you're here with me…”

And baby, I just wanna take care of you when you're not feeling good. Hold you when the world is just too much. Bring you soup when you've got a cold. I wanna learn how to take care of you when a headache takes you, even if that means just staying out of your hair. I wanna massage your feet after you've been standing on ‘em all day (but still somehow not getting anywhere near enough steps in…). I wanna draw you a hot bath so it's ready when you get home when I sense you've had a longer day than expected. I wanna buy you a house with a tub big enough for the both of us so you can rest against me in the soft warmth of the water, scented just to your preference. And you'll surely sense something stirring in me, something that can't help itself when it's around you, but you'll also have the comfort of knowing that that something is perfectly content to wait until you're in the right space for it…

And, baby, maybe that house'll be a ranch-style, somewhere we can grow old together in… but in the meantime, I wanna catch you when you trip on the stairs, all that beauty and grace momentarily transformed into a mess of waving arms and legs. But then I'll take the opportunity to sweep you into a kiss so that, in the end, it almost looks like a well choreographed maneuver, as if it was what we meant to do the whole time…

And then some nights, babe, I wanna take you to a club… it's not really my scene, but maybe just for a bit of a change. And when we're ready to take a break from shaking our booties, we'll luck out and snag booth in a darkened corner. And you'll rest against me, head on my shoulder, my arm behind your back, hand resting once again on that lovely, lovely hip… and maybe I'll squeeze your whole body to me, a contented sigh escaping your lips… and then maybe I'll squeeze just a part of you, and that sigh will turn into another sound entirely as a wicked grin forms on your lips and I find something waiting for me… I'd say it'd be a surprise, but after all… I told you to have it there for me.

And good girls always do as they're told.

Mmmmbaby, I could go on all day. But I'd hate to interrupt your work. So, I'll leave you here for now… But until next time, babydoll… I'll be (day)dreamin' of you.

Yours.