All I want....is a lot of many

All I want

Is a cot,
A book by the side,
My ashtray nudging it,
A half drunk glass of my rum.
Alone, blank and lost.

OR

Is your lap,
My head on it.
Your hands caressing by body,
Our embrace comforting me.
Warm, lost and loved.

OR

Is my backpack on my shoulder,
An open field of wilderness in front of me,
No destination, no baggage.
Lost, not so-lost and at peace.

One two many...what does thou, future have for me.

P.S.: All I want-Kodaline, must listen :)