I want you to come home and look at me,
really look at me, not through me.
I want you to take over the kids and be a dad,
so I can have 20 minutes of peace in a bubble bath.
I want you to sit with me at a table and eat dinner, not sit in front of the tv or run to the computer.
I want to feel like you hear me when I am talking,
and even if you dont understand act like you care.
I want you to tell me I'm sexy, and desirable,
even if my hair is a mess, and I'm in the middle of cleaning the kitchen floor.
I want you to kiss me, with meaning, and desire, and need, and passion, not a quick peck in passing.
I want you to touch me, not grab my butt on my way past you, but arms around me and touch me, just because.
I want you to dance with me, in the living room, to songs that make you get close to me, where I fit in your arms.
I want you to work for me, not at a job but here at home, like I am worth earning, just because I wear your ring does not make me a guarantee.
I want you to look at me the way you do the girls that are not my size, that have never had kids, and would not know how to live with a stretch mark if it fell on their perfect little abdominals.
I want you to talk to me, not about work all the time, but about us, and memories, and what you want and need.
I want you to just hold me, not expecting anything more from it then a cuddle.
I want you to take me back to when just your touch could cause my knees to weaken.
I want you to kiss my neck, and run your fingers through my hair, and make me believe that I am the only thing you have ever wanted this badly.
I want to know that if tomorrow I was gone that you would mourn me, and long for me, and grieve for me, not move on as though I never existed.
I want to feel something, I know I love you, I know I need you, I know I want you, but do you want the same?
I want you to make love to me as though you had never wanted something so bad in your life, as if you had waited forever to be near me with me inside me, and my every breath and moan fueled the desire even more.
I want to know that I do not have to compete with some skinny thing I can never be after 3 babies, and stretch marks you could turn into a map.
Can you do some of this? CAn you be some of this? You used to, I remember, but is that man still there?? the decision is yours, what do you want?
