Odvious- 

I think about touching you and wonder what the feel of you will do to my senses. Will my rhythmic organs palpitate; shiver and writhe?Would my nervous jitters portray me as lame?

A perfect impression of a jack-in the-box. My crank in your hand, jumping at the chance to keep you entertained. Once spung, a jester is left limp and lopsided. Foolish grin leering in your direction.

Crazy- 

Mostly, my visions are of our palms. Overlaying them to see if our future lines converge or divide. Perhaps, they will wind up the center and pit fall into the driven vortex of true love's martyrdom.

Or an unintentional graze of your side. Instead of apologizing systematically; we smile finding each others friction to bolster... to blossom.... rosier dispositions.

Obvious- 

Neither of us are dreamers because it takes practice, and we were drafted into reality straight from the womb. Fostering fundamental frailties. Functioning figments fueled by bitterness.

Salacious diction uttering fictions of fantastical fairy tale folk lore. Regal romance; a slow waltz with intricate twirling

Crazy-  

Worthlessness justifying our worst decisions, circumventing the fear of happiness. Entertaining notions of China's undiscovered route.

Staring down the formidable "Great Tera Tendon;" passageways in their minds. Planing to pelt people, pulverizing natures permanence.

If it's at any cost, there is no cost
Obviously Crazy