The clock ticks rhythmically around me, it keeps me awake while simultaneously lulling me to sleep. Your smile that slowly creeps from the right corner of your cheek to eventually meet the other makes me melt all the while hardening me into a shell. My dreams, keep me drifting from hopes to nightmares. Me, I keep myself floating in thoughts, a symphony of joy and sadness, all the while the clock ticks, you smile, and I dream.

As the warm breeze of early summer floats by, it whispers in my ear sweet nothings and promises of orange, brighter, softer days to come, yet as she flows past she forgets she is early and the cold, dark, hard days are still lingering on my the tips of my ears lasting until early slips away into today

As the cigarette lay carefully lit between your lips I couldn't help but think
****, I wish that was me.

One minute with you is worth more than an eternity in the heavens.
A minute with you means I can memorize the shape of your palms that ever so lightly caress my flawed body.
It means I can gaze into those honey brown eyes and see your pure soul.
It means I can adore the way your smile is crooked, but manages to make me see straight.
It means I can trace your culminating lips with mine.
It means I can caress your ears with my sweet whispers and declarations of my undying love for you.
It means I can touch you and without words feel your body radiate the words I love you.
It means I can endure the pain of this only lasting a minute.
But a minute with you is worth more than an eternity in the heavens.

When your hands flutter over my skin, my body trembles under your light touch.
Your being is illuminated perfectly under the faded street lights.
This is the moment I have pictured many times and many ways.
Your kiss is exhilarating leaving me wanting more, I feel helpless pushed against your body.
I have no control over how I move or what words spill out of my mouth.
Your mere presence makes me melt like honey left out on a hot day.

I cannot encapsulate the entirety of you.
You are a universe kept safely hidden inside your alluring body.
All I know is that whoever created you had the idea of perfection in their mind.