Sometimes
All she wanted was something long
Like a long drink of water
On a hot Texas day
Long, hot bath
At the end of any day
A long walk through the woods
Or maybe along the beach
Long slow kisses
As she stood on her toes
She wanted long conversations
With comfortable silences
That came from an easy understanding
Long novels and long movies
That kept her on the edge of her seat
Waiting to see what would be
She wanted to go on long drives in the country
To put both feet on the dashboard
Let the windows down
Play the music loud
Sometimes she wanted a long, tight hug
Long, lazy breakfast
Lingering over coffee
A long embrace
And a longer goodbye
She wanted to live a long, long life
Love a long, long, long time
She wanted everything to be just a little bit longer
Sometimes, long was a really good thing
Jeanna' Soul 