Stone Circle Fallen like hundred year old trees missed your body

sorry this one is kinda shrimpy SOB

She sought a home with him. It felt so permanent, now, her presence in his life; it felt foreign and frightening and enthralling, to have someone desire such a thing with him. Him, him!
And she kisses him with all the fire stewing at the core of the earth, and he, too, finds the air stolen from his lungs. Okay, well, uh, good to know I'm not the only one here who might need to be thrown in the loony bin, he chuffs out a happy chortle, something dumb and boyish and gleeful and shy.
He should marry her.
What kinda home you see yourself livin' in, then, princess?