Looking at you –
Is like looking at art.
I am staring at utter
Fascination
And I am lost in
Sight of you

Tomorrow may come
But if you don’t come with it
I die
Sorrow may come
And if you aren’t the reason
I lie.
All of you is bliss
And one of you is me
As I have irrationally fallen
For the idea of your
Kiss-