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Ericaa Mar 2013
You say you're crazy
Well, I'm crazier
I'm absolutely insane
For being with someone like you.

You're crazy because you don't know what God is
You're crazy because you don't believe your dreams can come true
You're crazy because you're afraid of your thoughts
Because what you're thinking makes your life and I've told you that a million times

I'm crazy because I have no idea who you are.
Yet I love every inch of you.
How can anyone else know who you are?
Enter my mind, my spirit is waiting.

If you could read my thoughts, boy would I be scared.
I'd be scared you will not be able to understand my passion.
How I am giving you everything I have.
And you want me to talk more.

I want to speak with my eyes, my mouth, my hands.
Don't make me make sounds that have no meaning in another world.
I want you to feel my love through my energy.
Notice how our hearts beat at the same time.

You say you're crazy
Well I'm crazier
Because in this moment
Kissing you is all I can think of.
Ericaa Dec 2012
And as i start writing
I'm no longer afraid of what
Comes out or comes in
As I write about you, love

I can't stop
A river flowing with every ounce of passion
A never-ending, burning fire
Ready to burn, ready to burn
Ericaa Nov 2012
When we get married
I want the sound of waves
and birds and trees
to play as the guests come in

When we get married I want there to be
floating candles
and warm snow
and cool sunlight

When we walk in I want it to look like a miracle
I want everyone to feel our love
I want everything to be completely silent
No clapping, just feeling

I want the sound of the air to erupt
I want everyone to hear nothing but our hearts beating
Beating to the rhythm of a song
A song that was written, just for us.
Ericaa Oct 2012
There is no end to our world.
We are building the foundation,
of a life with no interpretation
ready for anything thrown, tossed
focused on motivation.

Who can stop us?
We are a force of love that is true
A love that will cure
The sad, the poor the forever blue
Ericaa Sep 2012
What we have is a young love
a Love cultivated in the purest of forms in the surest stages of childhood where everything we did was concrete fact that we are living because we did not have to think to live.
Born into a life of doubts and poverty so poor that free public education cost us and we didn't know the importance of learning why we were there and what was being taught was for own good and not to punish us for being bad kids.
For being in love with our childhood.
Our society was one of judgment.
We were judged as people as children as kids who were too poor to be cool. But not too poor to make a joke and laugh and make friends who were as poor as us.
You were as poor as me. And here we are now as young souls watering our young love our pure love.
You are the surest thing in my life the solid foundation to my infatuation is your spirit your art that is taking all my parts and putting them together like a puzzle a recipe of a sacred dish that is granted by your every wish.
With you I can't speak only seek a better way of showing you that your scent makes my head sway and all my thoughts are blurred by the slur in your voice by the way you say I love you.
Ericaa Sep 2012
Your face is in my dreams
In my life, my skin, my breath
that is so dense in the morning
so hot at night.

You are the handsomest
The king in our throne
our legacy
of purity.

I love you so god ****** much.
Ericaa Sep 2012
We all want love
In this life
that is so
so so so unpredictable,
this life.

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