When I Say I Want You to Love Me

what I mean is – I want you be reckless.

I want you to throw rocks through windows of abandoned buildings,
and make love on the shattered glass
just so we have a story of how these scars covered our bodies.

I want us to spend months creating a garden,
only to rip it the heads from the flowers
uproot tomatoes and leave them to rot
and start over because we got bored.

I want you to buy me every flavor of cotton candy
because you weren’t sure that I’d like it,
but knew I’d like one.

I want you to dance with me
on top of a mountain top
in the middle of a wildfire
until smoke fills our lungs
with no guarantee the firefighters
will be able to save us.

I want to swim out so far,
my arms…