will you, then someday
let me make you neat
when you are too tired to care
and still, as ever sweet

will you, then someday
let make serve you supper
when you are too tired to eat
and i am your humbler server

will you, then someday
in name of a friday night
let me gather you whole
and thrash you in pillow fight

will you, then someday
some sunny saturday morning
wake you and wash you
and dress cute, beauty adorning


will you, then someday
command me to do you
i'll tickle the pores
and gift me humbly to you

will you, then someday
trick me into lure
tempt me doing nothing
my soul will sing for sure

will you, then someday
let me handle your tiny being
in all its huge glory
that your tummy butterflies ring

will you, then someday
go moon walking with me
where silence abounds
and loneliness looms free

will you, then someday
hold my hand unto your
and press it firm until
i fall for you, more

will you, then someday
tell me you are a fairy
so my trust in god is held
and my soul not so weary

will you, then someday
make me hold the guitar
and consume me into you
that i trust we aint no far


Chris Cage