my mind is nothing but poetry since you entered it
i am nothing but thoughts of moonlit nights inside your eyes and hopes of endless starry skies
i am nothing but love
and adoration
of your face
and further exploration
of your soul and who you are and what you want and who you've been
i want to be lost inside your heart, swimming around until the waves just start to crush me and i sink below the blood into your skin cells and i become part of you until we both melt

and then we're both left there as one until we're crying
because we're everything we've constantly been trying
and now i'm not sure where we go, but it's okay because you're rad and all i think about is you and the trees and the starry skies in washington

all the dreams i make inside my mind can come true if i am holding hands with you
so what do you say?
are you feeling lucky, punk?