I love you so much
I want to make miniature
versions of you and me,
show them the world together,
build them into the happiest people alive.
I think you're so beautiful
that I want to put my face on yours
and morph us together forever.
I don't want you for the instant,
I want you in any instance.
You say I'm silly,
infatuated, irrational.
All this impurity
yet such a straightforward thing.
But what could be more complicated
or irrational than a feeling?
What is this thing I'm perceiving,
is it but a trick of my own mind?