you say to me, 
why do you do this thing
to bring me happiness,
tell me, what is the price
i cannot find a way
to tell you that it is 
an act of love. 
i just want to sit with you
sipping my tea and 
reading my book,
and love you until 
we are nothing but 
ashes and dust, 
aged to refininement.
let me love you.