If I were to say I love you,
It means I would have your back when times a tough,
But no mere words are simply ever enough,
To describe the elevated heart rates and how it goes into a cuff,
Locking itself into nothing but your embrace.

I want to love you,
The way an astronaut loves space,
To love you when there's really nothing to taste,
And even if the world slowed you down in terms of pace,
I want to be the one to hold you up with my racing heart rate,
And tell you I want to love you like an astronaut loves space,
And in my eyes you will never be a waste of space.

I want to love you,
The way the stars love the moon,
Not somewhere in the morning or at noon,
I want to love you even if you were the darkest rune,
A fixture of nothing but dust and bones spoiling soon,
I want to love you.

I want to love you,
The way a mother bird loves its baby birds in the nest,
The way it embraces them in her arms even if they are a mess,
The way she chews on worms to feed them before herself,
That's a true test,
A true test of what love blessed,
From above surely will seem like.
I want to love you like a mother bird loves its kids.

I want to love you,
In the way a pilot loves to fly,
Soaring throughout the sky,
Nothing but your hand to hold up high,
Your warmth penetrating into my soul, nothing could go awry.
I want to love you like a pilot loves to fly