Since the day I met you
I've failed to flow rationally.
You challenge my mind
(One of few, my dear),
Yet you play with my heart.
I don't know if you know this
yet
but I would happily turn our jokes
of love and marriage,
our hypothetical daydreams,
Into reality
-should society permit.
But I know these dreams:
my happy nights;
your morning messages,
they are just dreams.
And without you,
I must learn to flow
like I did before.
This is unedited, possibly *******-, but everyone needs an outlet