Her love was like rain, Falling a million drops at a time Scattering through the sky. Her love soothing, calm, wet. This love not predicted by forecasts given by weathermen. Coming when ready. She often fell without limit. A huge gulp swallowed without spill. Her deed readily prepared without haste. Her love like rain. Falling drop after drop. Sincere without shame. & I the none swimmer, carried by her flood & without fear, I insist that she carry me where ever she may go
And it goes with undying gratitude That our disagreement has set in motion An unyielding paradox. That perhaps has chipped away more than we care to admit. Generally speaking the process of removing mask from face. A necessary belief that doesn't present inferiority of wrong doing. But instead defines the basic principle definition in the same breath. That I am deep rooted in my belief & any further denial would lead to my complete & utter ignorance. That I have seen what you've done & now believe the mask that is now chipped away has become nothing but ash in the wind. And I forever grateful. With undying gratitude
With skin the color of sand I want to go there & walk along the shore eyes first meet. In another life I am there Voyaging the soft sand of your smile, A caress felt soft between you & I. Hand in hand, grains of sand shift between fingers. That is just how fast time flies. Fullness of taste awaken without barrier The touch of skin soft & warm To love as we never have in ultimate surrender. A valley forged of skin. I want to go there just you & I In another life I am there In another life I have walked for days The thought of thirst never came to cross Uncovered in mounds of skin The curve of you discovered in the arch of patience. Consumed in gratitude An opportunity set free From this life to the next.
Sometimes I call to just blab Alot of the time it's about nothing. It's not really that I don't like to talk about how I feel. It just takes it to another level That we have this type of relationship. That we can laugh & vibe about anything. It's real because it gives a different type of importance. A different type of love. Something that doesn't have to be serious all the time. I can dial you up or pop up and rest between your legs & just blab. Blab & know that your really listening. Blab because that's who we are. Blab because there isn't any pride to it at all, The world spins a bit slower
Truth be told We walk pass each other without a single word. Stubborn to the presence of each other. Yet we look with secrecy, afraid to be noticed. Terrified of becoming strangers. Unknowingly judged by thought itself. The grief of lips unspoken. The sudden appearance of a familiar feeling. Afraid to speak, the sudden urge of hey. Today but one of a million. Disguised as a single moment We but two people lost in the same moment. Yet nothing is familiar. The distance between us grows. Truth be told I miss you and can never tell you While today is but one of a million more That I moved my mouth But nothing came out Normally, it's easier to open up to strangers
When it came to her I had a slender grasp Though unintentional. When I think about it. Deep down it was I rearing a lack of confidence. Living up our anonymous expectation. Though she was around My arms would always cross up. I was righteously liberated. The perfect punctuation of how I'd run on mentally, Constantly around & around. I wasn't embarrassed. Revealing which part of her made me tick. I can tell she didn't expect my answer But with such a slender grasp, every second spent with her made me tick. At least for a little while Perhaps the most un-thought thought. Where do we place the batteries when they run out Or will my arms be crossed up forever Constantly around & around. I find that time- such a strange & unusual thing. Brings focus to things outside of all the crazy ways arms move. All in a beautiful destructiveness I can't describe.
And when you touch me I feel a fire burn across my skin. A touch that can only be described As the fire I feel towards you. A pain that isn't pain at all. The warmth of something close as fire. Traveling through every inch of skin. My body open to the thrill of you. The sensation of touching something hot, To know lingering thrill. Your presence always near. A touch only described as the fire I feel towards you. A pain that isn't pain at all. My love for you. A fire that rages on consumed with conquest. And when you touch me I feel a fire burn across my skin. I explode in the look of look of your eyes. No rain in sight to cool the feeling. To yield unending blaze
To be honest You've always felt like home to me. All of the familiar feelings that rush when I am around you. I can relax and be me Without fear of judgement. To look over at you and see you smile I know that everything is ok. There aren't too many places in the universe that give me this feeling. The want you, need you. Can't be away from you. A feeling of peace, Being wrapped in your arms. A place that's safe, warm. The acceptance of everything that stands outside of yourself. Something out of the ordinary. To look over at you and know. Home is not that far away
Her love is urgent Coming quick, Reaching out with both arms extended. Her love close to my heart, Our feet no longer stray, The result of prayers made on both knees. Her arms give more than take Finding their way inside mine. Providing a warmth awaken by the tick of hearts. Her love urgent, Time assent. My nose lost in the scent of her neck, My arms tight around her. I don't want to go. Tomorrow a world away. I don't want to wait Her love close Pressed tight, Just beneath her chest. Each throb in the palm of my hand Reaching out with both arms extended. I don't want to go. My hands no longer by my side. Her love ever more urgent My love waiting my whole life for her.
Baby..Let's get away Pretend that todays a holiday.. Your the perfect get away.. Each moment spent with you.. Baby..Let's get away Baby..Let's get excited. Spend all our time away.. Forget all about our privacy Make today a holiday.. Baby.. let's get away Make today a Holiday. The weekend still days away.. Your the perfect get away.. Our weekly get away.. Travel..ing down charcoal gray Baby..Let's get away. Pretend todays a holiday.. Bombay & Lemonade. the perfect get away.. The sun melts into your skin and I the horizon that melts into you.. Your the perfect get away.. Baby..Let's get away
One of the worst things I could have done Is blame you for all of the things you couldn't have known. Instead of telling you I always figured that you've known all of these things. Forgetting that you too, are human. Putting on this front that we aren't as vulnerable as we seem. Knowing all of the things that I keep from you. I realized my mistake only when it was too late. Revealing to you all the things that I thought you knew. The things you couldn't have known. How your name drives me insane soon as I hear it. Staring across from you embracing every moment. These things not often said not knowing how you'd react. If you'd really see how important you are One of the worse things I could have done. Separating these same feelings in the blink of an eye. Not knowing if you truly felt the same as I. Twisting myself in half not realizing how whole you made me. Instead of telling you I always figured that you've known all of these things. I love the way you look at me. The nonchalant way you'd often speak. Putting on this front that we aren't as vulnerable as we seem. How I crumble at the chance I didn't pull you closer. Too few gaps left to fill. Instead of telling you I always figured that you've known all of these things. All of the things I wanted to do. All of the things I wanted to say. The weight of cookies that sit on a shelf. Often suffocate while no one watches Never knowing the feeling of being in love. They often crumble
There isn't a dollar amount that can be placed on what we value most.
There isn't a store that can stock this particular package. The inventory doesn't come close.
The smiles and memories we add to heart shaped trinkets. The ones that crazily throb with each thought we keep of each other.
The dollar amount is insurmountable to the way I see you. The traditional box of chocolates don't come close.
Your kiss sweeter than Hershey's & Reese's combined. It is virtually impossible to prove worth with these store brought items.
The items we value most. The items the store can't put a price on. Cash back rewards are meaningless when each kiss adds further value to the heart shaped trinkets that beat erratically when we think of each other.
There isn't a dollar amount that can be placed on what we value most.
I found your love in a song I've heard before. I listened to it often, Wondering why it was a familiar Feeling. Finding your face while misplacing my headphones. Finding your love in a song Previously heard.
I found your love in a song I used to love. I listened to it day in & out. Not really paying attention to the words But found myself Mouthing the words. Listening to the beat.
Before I saw your face I knew this feeling in a song. A song previously heard before It became popular. It meant something back then, Before it could be found any where. This special feeling that can't be described as anything other than love.
Before I saw you walk I'd plug my headphones in And share a moment just between us two. This familiar feeling
before I saw your face. Before I misplaced my headphones.
I found your love in a song I've heard before. A song i continuously listened to before it became popular. I listened to it often, Wondering why it was a familiar Feeling. Until I saw your face. It meant something back then. Before this song could steal my love
She sat on the shelf Admiring the other dolls, She'd been there for some time. Watching the other dolls come & go. The only one not wrapped in plastic. She thought her self **** The other dolls never staying long. The kids & their parents quickly by passing her. Grabbing the dolls wrapped in box & plastic. Although very beautiful she'd sit and contemplate the worst. Watching the other dolls come & go. The little black doll not wrapped in plastic. She grew resentment. Finding the only difference was in how she was made. Her brown skin, her black hair. She so longed to be taken to a loving home. She didn't come with any accessories. The vanity that came with the other dolls. Her smile printed across her face. Over time it became hard for that smile to stay. Often crying when the lights turned off and the store closed. She wanted a home just like the other dolls. Quickly picked up, Hurried over to the register. She longed to be like all the other dolls. Watching them all come and go. Their hair tied behind their head. All the make up and accessories sealed in their package. It wasn't until one of the other dolls was returned. Damaged. Half stuffed into the package. When she spoke to the other doll, She discovered that not all homes are what you think. Seeing how rough she was played with. The rough marks across her face, her hair no longer tied in the package ponytail. It wasn't until then that she realized that the best things come with time. Finding the best home in herself Beautiful black doll Taken home to meet the girl she'd be with forever
How could you say these lies When you know I anticipate these times with you. To watch you walk away Your warmth instantly leaving my hands. How could you say these lies Knowing that your not coming back. My hands with nothing left to grab. Watching you walk away. Those jeans The way you sway. My hands ache with nothing left to grab on to. The warmth hidden behind those jeans. How could you say these lies Knowing that I am waiting. Anticipating this time spent with you. The way my hands grip you. Each moment slipping through my fingers. Not knowing you didn't plan on coming back. Your sway imprinted on my hands. This walk a reminder of how I waited. Anticipating this time spent with you. How could you say these lies. My hands filled with brown skin. Squeezed tight Cuffed beneath the bottom of your jeans. Finally realizing you never planned on coming back. Your sway Those jeans. Your warmth forever leaving my hands. & here I am Still anticipating this time, Spent with you
I want to be your black & mild The thick hard plastic piece you Slide between your lips The thick hard piece you can't help but bite down on. With each layer that withers away. I want to reveal more of myself In the comfort of where ever you take me. I grow with such anticipation when you reach for me. The moments counting down until you undress me from my wrapper. With the touch of your hand only do I come alive. The whispers only I can hear Before my lips reach yours, embraced in a kiss. Tempting you to bite down even harder. I want this more than you could imagine. Each ash thumped off, a testimony To the moments that unknowingly go by. A means of relief. Making myself available for these special moments shared between you & I. I want to be your black & mild. The thick hard plastic piece you turn to for comfort. My cologne granting peace with each puff you take. Each layer of paper my words wrapping around you. Flaked off without denial. This is the effect you have on me. Taking me deep inside of every thought with no explaination, Our private conversations like ***. Ignited in the whisper of a kiss. Tucked soft between the nook of your fingers. I want to be your black & mild. I want to surrender only to you. The thick plastic piece you hang out of your mouth cocked slightly to the side. Until we both ****** and there is nothing left but hot ash
I've always seen you When I look up at the stars. This is the beginning of life To love you, to dream in massive Sound. The infinity of new beginnings. To feel so close Knowing that I am so far. Asleep in your presence. Knowing that I am completely comfortable soon as I see you. Searching the sky until I find you. The very reason I look up. The galaxy colliding in the pupil Of my eyes. Night after night Everytime I look at you
Tell me in a whisper Is there anything you'd like to confide. My lips pressed against your neck The images seen when eyes close. My breath hot against your neck. Almost hyperventilating at a gasp, Tell me right there in a whisper, The not so terrible things we can explore. The lining of your neck, The rapid beat of your heart. Common ground my tongue travels. The loss of control caused by your hands alone, Pull me tighter Exposing your ear to my mouth. In a single bite A moan travels down your ear Until it reaches the peak of euphoria. We've put this off for so long. These things we try to hide. Tell me in a whisper how we've waited for this moment. With me pressed up against you Your thigh wrapped against mine. With eyes shut tight this moment we both long. My fingers hid between skin. Tell me the grin we both await Broken by a kiss
If by chance I call & you don't pick up. Take a message. Take a message. If by chance I call & your fast asleep. Record me in your dreams. & when you wake up I'll see you soon. Greeted by the sound of your voice. Only a call away. If by chance I call & you can only talk for a moment. Then I'll spend a moment in honest truth. The moments quickly falling in the past. Your smile always with me. If by chance I call & you don't pick up. Take a message. Take a message. Take a message so when you play it back You'll always have a reason to smile. Whether your busy. Or simply just don't have the time. Take a message. Take a message
Of all the things I'd love to do. I'd love to have a coke with you. To watch your face light up full of joy. The first sip that leads into another. Soon as the cap snaps off We'll drink until we can't any more. Can't you imagine how fun that would be. Imagining yourself as a coke. The fulfillment of ultimate joy. My throat no longer parched knowing that I've had the one thing I've thought of all day. How could anyone walk past you and not smile. How could anyone pick you up and not want to carry you around with them all day. To be part of every experience To see the rest of the world through the eyes of a smile. Of all things I'd love to have a coke with you. Imagining your smile the first sip after a long day
She kissed me unexpectedly. Her lips softly pressed against mine. My lips fully convinced, my thoughts of her. My hands wanting to wrap around her back. The look before her eyes closed & pressed her lips to mine. I haven't been able to think of anything else. Her admirer no longer secret, The look in her eyes, revealing everything I tried to hide. The look of urgency; The anticipation of a rushing heart. Her lips a world I only dreamed & I helpless to the way she tasted. The best things happening at the most unexpected moments. Her shoulders relaxed in the moment. Her lips pressed against mine in comfort. Unknowingly whispering the moment is ours. My eyes close & I am a million miles from where I stood. Her jawline stretched toward mine. Revealing everything I tried to hide. My hands wanting to wrap around her back. The best things happening at the most unexpected moments. Moments that pass quickly in the blink of an eye
You put the biggest smile on my face In case you didn't know. The kind of ****** smile that everyone questions. The kind of ****** smile that invites everyone to ask, who is the cause of this happening. Looking down fingers moving a hundred miles per second. The kind of ****** smile that makes my heartbeat triple the times it normally would. The anticipation of knowing on the other end is someone that I truly care about. And through extension, My happy ending, my happy beginning All sent through a message That tickles my heart. This happiness erupting from my heart stretching into my cheeks Into the kind of ****** smile only you could give
You've always been able to do That, Fill my head with all these Beautiful thoughts. To the point that I feel Like I am floating Up in the sky where every Cloud reminds me of you. Sometimes I think it's funny. Picturing myself as a balloon. Swollen head. Little body dangling below. No matter how high I get, Floating inside this love of yours. I promise not to float too Far away. Knowing the sky is filled with You
She fed my soul with the Kindest of hands. Revealing a hunger I didn't know. I ate from her hands, Knowing the pieces that she gave Were near & dear. I ate expecting her to stop. Seeing past her body, These beautiful hands. I'd wave my hand to stop But instead she smiled and continue to give more. She gave pieces of her soul. Her hands like spoons, Blowing the pieces that were too hot. Easing them into my mouth. Her hands like home The heartbeat I knew with in. Warm, comforting.
You know I can still hear your voice when I read your messages. You don't have to express it with a "ha" or "lol" Alot of the times I read & re-read your messages. & automatically I get to laughing & smiling when I hear it. My favorite song. It's been a while since I've heard it. Finally finding my favorite song After thinking about it so long. All the memories that come rushing at once, A sense of taste. A sense of smell. Remembering the words to all my favorite parts. After all it's my favorite song. This beautiful voice a reminder that warmth is but a thought away. This happy feel good feeling that only I understand. Finding myself dancing, nodding to the rhythm of your voice. Out of all the streaming and downloading services in the world. I could access it anytime or anywhere. But It doesn't give the same authenticity as hearing it in person. I could access it anytime or anywhere. Put my headphones in and tune out the entire world. All with a user name and password. But these files are only copies of my favorite song. My favorite song played over and over whenever I talk to you. Whenever I think of you. My favorite song played over and over when I hear the sound of your voice. Reading your messages
I smeared myself against your bottom lip, To feel the same warmth That rests at the caress of Your lip. Each breath a breeze, I myself, resting in the hammock your lips make. If you sigh I have no fear of being blown away. Knowing that I've reached the peak of where I've climaxed most. I don't mind if you bite down. Being caught between your bottom lip and the top of your grin. If I could lay here for a while longer, Caught in the explosion between us two. The way I've smeared myself far from subtle. Drowned in the corner of your mouth.
Your lips the softest pillow I could rest my head. Your lips the softest kiss I could drown
I flung my arms open In a dream. I hoped to feel you, knowing A place warm and welcoming. A place I haven't been in so long. I flung my arms open to a place That I've missed, that I haven't been in so long. A knock perfectly placed on your heart. I've missed you so much, Remembering the last time we spoke. The last time we kissed. Our lips patient in between knocks. Our feet tap in anticipation. My fingers in such rush to grab you. In relief to how I've missed you being in front of me. Seeing your smile for the first time in so long. Your face a breath of fresh air. And this, The warmth of your skin. Your caress snug against my skin, The best dream I've had in so long
It takes alot Loving you in these shoes. It isn't horrible. The way they fit. The way they look. Loving you in these shoes of mine. It doesn't take much effort. To slide my feet in. Tie them, before a single step is taken. Knowing all that goes unseen. The padding & cushioning. The flex of each step, The urgency of how I long. Revealing how much I've thought of you. The many steps and puddles these shoes have walked. They aren't waterproof. They aren't well protected from wear & tear. Loving you in these shoes of mine. They are far from dress shoes, Not even close to casual shoes. They aren't the type of brand shoe everyone is in line to buy. Stacy Adams, Adidas, Jordan. Loving you in these shoes, No one knows where to find them. How many times they've come loose. How many times the cushion has been replaced. Loving you in these shoes of mine. Knowing you've checked the tags of the name brand shoes. The appeal of readily available colors
When I think of you. The first thing that comes to mind is your smile. I always find it at the most unexpected time. Coming across it in a world where everything seems cold. Although it's been a short time. This smile of yours is selfless; kind, patient. Although Valentine's Day is highly celebrated. Out of three-hundred sixty-four days. I hope that your able to smile your biggest smile. On days when your schedule is full On days when your tired and look forward to the minute you get to yourself. When I think of you. I hope that you are still courageous enough to turn that frown upside down In a world where everything seems so cold, You never know how big an impact you make, With something as simple as a smile. How fast time flies when your lips reveal this gift that you constantly give
I want the seat closest to the window. Boat, plane, bus, passenger seat Ma'am if you don't mind, could you please scoot down while I take my seat. My feet are tired. I have been standing on this concrete all day. Almost sleep on my feet, The same problems exist at the front of the bus just as the back. If you could see past me, you'd see. Yet you turn your nose and grab your purse. All I want is a seat to rest my feet. Lay my head back and dream. I don't want to wear your chains today. The chains used to justify what you see on the news. How you can't see anything past me. How you've wrapped me in chain from shoulder to feet. You don't try to hide your look, I can feel the heat on the back of my neck. How you pick and choose what you like, There is no difference between you nor I, Except color, Other than gender. You watch me from the corner of your eye while I take my seat. There once was a time when I'd have no choice but to sit in the back. Now that I take my seat in the front you move to the back A look of disgust across your face. Boat, plane, bus, passenger seat. Ma'am if you could, would you please scoot down While I take my seat. All I want is a seat beside the window without having to explain why I want to sit this close to the window
One of the best feelings The first bite of my favorite meal. It's hard to decide if it's hunger Or anticipation. All of this savored in smile. The spice of salt, pepper among things The aroma coming from plate to spoon, The simplicity of it all. I live for this feeling, This warm cozy feeling, A tight hug from meal to lips. Theres no better feeling. Tight hugs Followed by her kisses
She's the type of girl you get ****** to Late night conversations Broken down wrapped tight The type of girl you laugh & trip with, Without intention of escape, A means of quick get away. The type of girl that's good for your mental. Filled with hopes & dreams Down for whatever, at anytime. Not the average high you'll find. Shes not a shot type of girl. Out in the height of the night, The one you turn to to run away from your problems. A bitter taste chased one after another. She was the girl not everyone is familiar with But has heard of. Her type of high one of intellect not easily found on the block. Friend of a friend hipped on game
She was the type of girl that put you on the real. The type you tilt your head to the left and puff. The type of high you only dream about. Real tokers know her brand of intrigue The kind of high you keep to yourself
Conversations can occur in many ways. Many the conception of one thing, used to justify another. It tends to happen more commonly if not at all. A certain honesty revealed. In the consideration of intimacy Without coming across as too overbearing. Yet we place blame on ourselves for not revealing how we truly feel, Sometimes trapping ourself in the thought of someone else's happiness. Obvious truths overlooked when the normal reaction is the total opposite. The latter, already knowing how we'd like to be valued, received. We express ourselves the same way. Not truly knowing how it's to be received. Obvious truths automatically assumed when true intention is revealed. Instead we seek validation through a smile, a laugh. Part of ourself hidden. A habit of not wanting to project what we feel we lack. Overvalued on whether or not happiness is then assumed, Instead of saying how we truly feel. We normally put ourselves on hold. Fearing that our mouths may differ in opinion, that how we truly feel. May not be what the other person expects, or wants to hear. Further putting ourselves at confrontation with what we truly feel. Not truly knowing the risk that comes with how much we truly love And how much sacrifice is required. How often we express our likes and dislikes How often do they go ignored Yet we place blame on ourselves for not revealing how we truly feel
A large percentage of my favorite dreams end too soon. My eyes open and I regret the moment I open them. A large percentage of my favorite dreams ending too soon. While I lay there unable to find my way back. A large portion of my life spent unaware of my surrounding until I wake up. The reality that I'll never find my way back. Some of my best smiles, favorite memories of what could have been. Discovered while I leave everything behind And close my eyes for seconds longer This unexpected moment I close my eyes & begin to dream. My eyes skipping through every smile. To see where I end up, the faces I haven't seen in a long time Re-Living a moment of peace. When my eyes open It's not completely the dream I resent why I open my eyes. It's the complete and utter feeling of not knowing what could have been. Known that you were the sweetest dream I could have fallen into Stumbling in and out of every laugh. Known the sweetest kiss I could have ever dreamed Came from you
I decided to take a trip on my day off Rediscovering all the things that make me smile. My place of work no longer work. A small fee to a different world. A world filled with all sorts of abstract color. My favorite art museum, living & breathing. A corridor of wide wall. Different perspective of how eyes greet grin. These marble floor emotions of how small I felt Staring at these giant frames. Perfectly sculpted lips Each frame a memory captured for all time. Me traveling down the corridor of your smile. Our childlike sensibility The truth of every display. A hop and a skip away Lost in liquid color. How I've traveled The hue of your eye. Displayed big and bright, Decorated in frame and gloss. The many times I've splashed around as you brought each color to life as vivid as displayed. For each glance a different story told The tragedy of how we preserve time. How soon we outgrow our former selves. The moments that make the loudest sound. Clay molds of your face Smooth and round. Every truth captured Presented in constant space. The burden of velvet rope In restriction of how close we see ourselves. Photo flash ban signs, Dimmed lights to help preserve sensitivity No running All noise kept to a minimum. This trip a reminder of how precious the simple things are. Stepping back into reality A long walk into how we use to be
It's been so long Since I've seen you. So so long The joy of your company kept in thought. Seeing you smile your beautiful smile. A spot of light seen with closed eyes. It's been so long Sharing the same space. The touch of your skin against mine. To be the shadow of reassurance That propels the moon to shine it's brightest. It is in these times I miss you most. The moon a reminder of your cheeks. The complications of how scarce we've made ourselves. Places to be Thangs to do. The night a harsh reminder of how we pass each other. Your moan more distant, The stars but flickers of our tongues. Your body a constellation made in absence. The absence of your dress between my teeth, The last time I truly felt with eyes warm, Sincere. The ****** of eclipse. The joining of northern to southern hemisphere. Your cheeks the fullest they've ever been. The moon a constant reminder, How scarce we've made ourselves. Places to go Thangs to do, Mo thangs to occupy the time
Your beautiful. Everywhere I look is paradise. I thought of moving there. Closer to you. For sure, sometime next year. Today, tomorrow. Sometimes I miss it. This glorious overhead view. A bucket list dream come true. A place that takes my breath in slow pace. I wanna go so bad. This place of senrenity. This place of peace. Everywhere I look is paradise. I've been told Tuesdays aren't bad times to fly. Head in the clouds. The sunset of your eyes. Discovering a love like yours. Paradise in the blink of an eye. For sure sometime next year. Today, tomorrow
In a moment I am high, Head swollen Lost in the clouds
Laughing, talking Far from the fear that exists When you are away. My head inflated by the same breath
in your presence. These feelings dispersed by the taste of your lips. Heaven but a breath away. Lost in the sky with my giant head.
Love.. love... love love love This rush of anticipation,
Not knowing what comes next Floating around with the largest smile. The fear of falling miles away Along with the feeling of being popped
among all things. I've been taken by the whirlwind of your smile.
Below my body dangles, My head perfect in your hands. This simple pleasure visited & Re-visited in the reflection of my eyes to yours. Love.. love... love love love The helium that keeps me afloat. Love.. love... love love love
Your lips pressed to mine. Without this taste of affection I'd surely die. Love.. love... love love love But a breath away
At times I can be very indecisive. One minute I can know exactly what I am doing. Or know exactly what I want. Then the next have no idea. Especially having All of my favorite things presented to me at once. I admit. It gets troublesome. One decision seeming to be better than the next. Venturing from one height to the next. Each of my favorite things jumbled into one big idea that seems to good to be true. Eventually I make a decision If by some chance I am dreaming don't pinch me. Let me enjoy all of my favorite things in complete chaos. While I pause for moments longer. Taking in the sight of all my favorite things. Stare back at me in contemplation. While any and everything sounds good. Long as I am with you everything gets that much better. Knowing that all of my favorite things consist of you