I have dreams about your softness
and I'll write about my jealousy
while I’m kneading the sleep from my eyes
kneading bread on the counter
kneading my tired heart

she is the bright of sun in the last light of day,
turns the sky blood-red in her struggle –
does not sink until the end of the fray.

and yet, this light goes untamed still, somehow, someway,
alive even in the night;

for after all,
hers too is that borrowed gleam of moonrise.

Maybe this is just a phase
Around you I don't know how to behave
My insides speaking a different language
So beautiful and smart total package
Your options matters what do you think
I think our hearts should link
I keep you to float you won't sink
You make me never I need a drink
I'll be the wind you be the sun
We'll always have fun
Under the stars you shine like moon
A flower that always bloom
No water no sun needed
I love you with knowing you I admitted
You put a smile on my face
Put my heart in special place
I know I'm moving to fast
But I want this moment to last
Forever

She was so gorgeous
I couldn't make out the words that left her luscious lips.
And it wasn't because of the ignorant audio that already dulled out my senses.
This girl was every word that describes beautiful.
This girl was every word that describes that feeling you get when you drink a glass of water after a hot summer day.
Refreshing.
Refreshing in the sense that she cleared my head with the words she spoke.
My mindlesness lead with a chuckle and a slight nod signifying that I heard her when in reality I hadn't.
My nod only meant I understand you're perfect in my eyes.
And maybe an understanding nod was every word she wanted to hear.

I feel like I'm going to be sick
Pukes everywhere
That didn't make me feel any better
Nope, matter of fact, I still kinda feel like ****