this wasn't planned
this wasn't carefully calculated
concise and conjugated
it didn't take shortcuts to get here
everything was slow and steady and not yet ready
neither of us expected it this much this heavy
but we aren't complaining
she was more built on straightforward apostrophe and i am made more of poetic integrity
she told me shes alto-tenor and i alto-soprano
we completed each other when we kissed
may that be half a world away or an inch
and still i remember our conversations as dreams i would always miss
there is nothing 15 hours cant fix
good god gorgeous girl i cannot stop being surprised by you
and yet everything that you throw at me feels so very, very
you are so very, very
and i still can never get enough of that
whatever that is that you have
please never stop showing the world your smile
with or without teeth it will still be the same kind of bright
the cliche light-up-the-whole-street kind
but only if that was the street i live on
constantly walk down on
i would love to be down on-
we’re getting too out of hand here
with all this almost-love talk i get distracted by the beating of our hearts
we’re close enough that we can hear it but far away enough that i cant reach
i don't want this poem to end up a speech so last but not least
please dont stop being radiant
don't cease being vibrant
never let the moon shadow your sun in an Apocalypse version of an eclipse
don't let someone else make your world end
and i know what we said when we promised to grounded
but its more like you to root yourself before branching
a solid foundation never hurt anyone and you never stopped trying
good god gorgeous girl
grant me the honor of being your clear cling wrap moon
envelope myself into the way you shine
its attractive to me like that
good god gorgeous girl
this is the legend that i write
lets make it happen sometime