my love for you is as innocent as possible
i require no notes, long walks, or sweaty palms
i want nothing more than your lips on my lips
fingertips delicately grazing bones
and eye contact filled with unspoken admiration

my love for you as is simple as the alphabet
easy, and second-nature
no second thoughts
no clinging to vowels or consonants
just a swift fluid flash of jumbled letters
lining up like hieroglyphics
that express my undulating desire
to be as close to you as we are now

my love for you is mental vacation
from the lingering vice that i thought "love" was
because i've never felt more free
from you
with you
just us
even just for a moment, a day
i am full and complete
i require nothing more or less than just your company
and eyelashes on my cheek

my love
i've run out of things to say
my love, my love, my love
like a pop song
you are orange and yellow music and driving bass
percussive and uplifting
you will be stuck in my head for a while.