Shall we not be two skies apart,
but of one being, and flesh.
Given a piece of myself for a trade of your heart.

Let's not waste into time, nor spare a moment,
but be eachs constant.
A loving inspiration for the words of this odd  poet.

Kindly gentle down your heart upon my hand,
being it little, it holds a lot.
Shall we be covered by love like the oceans  surrounding the land.
Kindly hidden amongst the waves, underneath pieces of sand.

Gently I hold onto you, dared not to lose,
for in a game of love, we'd seek to conquer.
Still, if all I had was little, I'd have something much to prove.

Joy with me as a smile like one of a young man in love,
whose stomach turns with butterflies.
Such feelings never being enough.

Journey with me if dared,
ride the longest mile locked in my arms.  
For true happiness is only a distance away, so shall I take you there?