i want us to mean the world to each other.
i want us to eat lunch by the shore.
i want to swim in your eyes as you swim in mine.

i want us to take the train and walk hand in hand,
discovering together all the beautiful things in the world.

i want nothing more than to bathe in your presence,
to encase you in my arms and melt away with you.

i want every thought that fills my mind to be of you,
my every waking moment an exaltation of your radiance.

i want to get to know your mind, body, and spirit.
i want to get lost with you.
i want us to observe afternoon naps
and early morning walks.

i want to feel time crawl by,
while i savour every sublime second with you.

i want your mere passing through my thoughts
to evoke the most ecstatic emotion.

i want us to love us.

sometimes when i look at you,
i hear you as a song.
the song that traps and haunts me,
when it is for you i long.

i hear you in each instrument,
you are the upright bass.
the jazzy riffs of saxophones
paint for me your face.

you are the wild, subtle drums,
the cello and the chimes.
you are the twinkling, dancing harp,
whose timbre simply shines.

i hear you in each symbol crash
and every kick drum beat.
you are the candied flutes,
with notes so sickly sweet.

and the more and more i listen,
the more i feel you here,
i can hold your hand in mine--
tremulous, pure, sincere.

but the longer we are kept apart,
the fainter your theme seems,
until the only place i hear it
is amongst my dusty dreams.