from the smallest rip in my heart i can still say i am in love with you
even though i have known your many years
and saw through many tears
i know the back of your hand like
every summer freckle on your face
or was it the other way around?
i can still say, within my deepest fears
that never come true
that i am in love with you
(even though i know you
over, across and beyond)
with the eagerness of a child
with wide-eyed desire
this infatuation and this fire
lit up as it was born yesterday
- but I've felt you since ever