将来の彼女へ / girl who can sing a little bit

i want to hear you singing
in the morning
from a faraway room
as i lean just outside your door
a cloth in hand
wiping the dust off something
just listening to you croon

i want to slow dance with you
to jazz in a foreign language
eyes closed
i want to hold you
and sway the way breathing is
easy and natural
and slow and deep
and precious and
essential

i want to twirl you round
and watch you spin like the sun
rising into view
and nestling into my arms
soft and blossoming flower
i want to be good
to everyone
but especially
to you