You've conjured new rhymes to stir,
to break my hold of weeks dry,
from our shared time we infer
warmed hearts from this strengthened tie.
Presence stretched through talk and thought,
as far as your resting head,
yet so close in what dreams brought
through sleep in each spacious bed.
Each day since has ripened life
with conversations in sync.
'Try to cure each other's strife,
care to make each worry shrink.
Despite our laughs I still turn
In despair at secrecy,
Unable to share our yearn
In fear of some penalty.
I admit my words lack stress
In hopes of drawing your smile
But at equal time I press
In my torn mind all the while.
Yet if anything, this shows
how eager I am to see
where, over how soon, this goes,
just how much you mean to me.