Our Love is Anywhere *second edit*

[HaleINthewind]

I want to watch the shadows cast by clouds 
dance on the mountains.
I want to feel the warm wind on my skin
like your soft exhale on my neck.
I want to be the cards you count on
when desperation is all that remains.
That whole above stanza has very effective imagery as does the one below. Really brings me into your poem - keeps my attention

I want to sleep with the lights on
because our love never sleeps.
I want to treasure the paint and canvas
that looks back at me with honest eyes.
I want to be the soft song you hear
as you drift from dream to dream

I want to learn a foreign tongue,
to find another way to share our love.
I want to change our names and travel,
our true identities could be our secret.
I want my only truth to be you,
and my only lie to be an end.

I want to barely make ends meet,
counting quarters from the couch. ( this line is wonderful with the alliteration of counting and couch and even quarters almost feels like it fits. Very fun to say aloud and read)
I want to live off of ramen noodles,
because warmth is all I really need. ( I do agree about the your warmth for clarity, that stuck out on my first readthrough)
I want to dumpster dive every Sunday, ( I am not sure what switching every to each Sunday would do. I think I would leave it with every )
I’m ready to take that leap, with you ( I do agree cutting with you out helps the rhythm, Unless its a meter thing - then I cant help you)

I want our love to be up close and personal,
our eyes locked and our bodies touching.
I want to be where you are, wherever you are.
because when we are together I feel infinite.
But I will love you from the greatest distance,
because your heart never seems to be very far.  ( I may just not be getting something but I wonder if you could re- word the last two lines of this stanza to have more of  a punch . I can almost taste it but only almost.

Love is wherever we are.

***Your advice is always appreciated! Thank you for your time and energy.

 
I have not critiqued someone else's work since I was in high school ( 5 years ago) ; however I hope you still get something useful out of my ramblings. This poem has a nice flow and almost bouncing rhythm. Lots of good use of imagery and poetic devices like similes. There isn't anything that  sticks out to me as totally detrimental  here. Thanks for the read!