you just don’t know when that will be
but
you hope it happens after the beds have been made
after the dishes have been washed and after the kisses doled out
and
you hope it happens after you’ve seen at least ten million sunrises
and just as many sunsets
and
you hope it happens after you’ve lain your whole body down in salty seas near and far
and tasted those salty waters and marveled at how much they taste just like you
and
you hope it happens after every dream you’ve ever dreamt has been touched
at least once by your hand
and
you hope it happens after you’ve known love deeply—given it, received it, made it until
you’ve cried tears of joy
and
and
and
you hope it happens when you’re ready
but
you just don’t know when that will be