I have a feeling
that we are dancing
in circles
with our words.
Both trying to hide
the same thing.
Maybe it's just a fantasy,
but I can't help feeling
we're missing each other,
by inches,
with every spin.
If we could just stop,
read each others thoughts,
remove doubt,
would we just echo each other?
But we don't stop,
we dance on.
The whole world dances on.

Short and sweet
Tall and ****
Do I make you blush?
Slow and sleek
Fast and flush
Quick and quiet
Can you feel the rush?
Open and offered
Closed and cush
Locked and loyal
I'll beg you to hush!
Cold and clear
Hot and harsh
Humid and hazy
Wait for the push!
There's the final crush
So full and so plush
Now I give you leave to blush!

the tears are flowing
and i don't know if i am
happy or sad.
is my heart seeping through my shattered soul?
or is my joy leaking from the corners of my smile?
am i on top of the world?
or beneath it?
am i empty?
or bursting with emotion?
i never know whether my soul
is grinning or weeping.
are the tears
happy?
or
sad?

To give you my love
Would make me a fool

To take your love
Would make me a thief

To share out love
Would change the world