Not Evident

I think I need a boy

who wants to drive around

to nowhere

and listen to music 

and not talk.

One who can read maps to me,

and will not get lost.

A human being who 

will not mind lying

in bed on Saturday mornings

and saying soft, whispered things

about anything.

A boy with soft-spoken 

ambition and a good solid heart

and the mind of an intellectual.

Someone who has the same photograph

of a relationship in mind,

a boy with dreams

and aspirations

so we may tell them to the stars

at night together.

And one who will take long walks

into oblivion streets

and the damp nighttime 

so we may simply be,

and be together.

And discuss the sights

and the sounds

and the overall view of earth

from where we are.

To be thoughtful,

most times.

To understand.

And in return 

I will listen to what he has to say, always.

I will hold him if he wants me to,

and tell him things are alright,

they will be ok.

To bake and cook for,

and laugh at his corny jokes.

I will love him,

and I will try so hard,

with my whole being,

to make him feel loved

and whole and happy.

Oh,

boy.

Yeah.