Everything I hear reminds me of you And I kinda like the way you're riding my mind Like you crawled behind both of my eyes And made your home inside of my spine I only wish you could hear it from my view Every syllable is you, through and through And the beauty is deafening.
Time and space both standing in place I think I would like to hide there a while If I may.
Finally, a love poem that doesn't sound like a suicide note.