More is more

 I have decided I need more of the following-

More tattoos.
More tights.
More coffee.
More nights spent outside.
More cooking in the kitchen, kissing in between measuring out spices and dusting crumbs off of countertops.
More peach lemonade before it cools down and the climate changes my taste buds again.
More morning sunlight and open windows.
More rolling over because it's too hot and then finding each other while still asleep because it's us.
More us.
More walks.
More drives out to our favorite copper hued town accompanied by music and talks of nothing and everything.
More talks.
Of hope.
Of the future.
Of children.
Of houses turned into homes.
Of old age.

More of that.