Grown up Love 

I want that grown-up kind of love
That mature, comfortable, understanding kind of love
I want that you and me at dinner on Friday night
Dressed up to impress only each other kind of love

I want those double-dates with people our age
Sharing funny stories with each other while wrapped up in our baby’s arms
I want to be home by midnight, exploring each other’s bodies
I want breakfast in bed with you on lazy Saturday mornings

Yes, I want that grown-up kind of love
That quiet understanding of each other kind of love
That trusted confidence and never-ending compliments
I want kitchen slow dances and team house cleaning

You see, I’ve waited
I’ve waited long and hard for a grown-up kind of love
I’ve dabbled in that young love, in the immature lust
I’ve searched and searched for something real but no one was there
No one was ready for that so I lowered my expectations
But it wasn’t what I craved

I was light years ahead of myself, even ahead of my own maturity
But I knew, I knew what I wanted
I knew who I was looking for without knowing his face
For his soul, his spirit, his disposition called to me
I saw him in my mind’s eye

Yes, I want that grown up kind of love
That enjoying intimate conversations and a fine red wine kind of love
The acceptance of our failures and shortcomings kind of love
Yes, I want it…and I will have it

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