Listening to say anything at 2:18 at night...wired on caffiene with the College Heeby Jeebies.
You're like a drug to me, infesting every part of me fully, touch taste smell and thought, I can't escape this lover's draught. Its these simple things which drive me crazy, oh how crazy I am for every part of you.
I want to write a thousand songs to sing the words your voice can say. Its music to my ears to hear your every word. I want to hold my mouth shut so I can only hear you when we sit quietly alone and talk aimlessly.
I'd draw a thousand pictures and play a million tunes to make my hands just perfect for you. That you might run your insanely soft fingers over every line which infatuates your racing mind.
I'd watch a million sunrises just to catch a glimpse of the integrity and beauty which reflects from even the dimmest rays that reach your eyes. Reliable as the sunrise on a cloudless day, and as gorgeous as wildflowers in full bloom on a hill.
I'd smile at every moment just to see you happy when I'm there. Your joy fills every inch of me like the warmth of a summer day spent lazily upon a towel on sun-warmed sand. Oh you let me be warm for you all winter.
Sometimes, I want to know what you think about how I act. Am I too fast and strange? Eccentric and off-beat? Do I excite you sexually and engage you intellectually? Can I keep up or am I behind or ahead? Can I make you smile at the right moments or am I out of touch with your mood? Do I have too many flaws or not enough? Do I make you feel good, in any and every way you can imagine? Do you feel wanted and needed? Do you need me as well?
Sometimes, I don't want to know.
Whatever the news and whatever will show, I want to hear it all from you.
I'll dream about you tonight.
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