Warm

I just want to look at you
In the low light
Of a cabin in the woods
I want to curl up in your lap
I want to bury my face in your sweater
I want to watch the steam from my hot tea
Fog up your glasses
And warm up your lips
Before I kiss them
I want to look out the window
And see evergreens
I want to listen to silence
And crackling flames
And I couldn't care less
If the world burned
Because we wouldn't matter
And that's all I want
To be completely non-existent
With you