You're like the smell before rain and the smell of fresh coffee grains.
Allow me to dance with your ventricles tonight but promise to not
call me insane. You're the emissary vein to my left right brain. Darling your the poet and the beat. Your what's making me stand
up on my feet. Your words make me sweat faster than summer's heat.
If I tell you I love you would you promise to play that melody for me once again the melody you said that rhythms with my heart's beat ~