I wish my words could flow as freely and easily as my wine does.
for I long to know how to show myself to you
when your standing in front of me
in all your glory light
and everything feels so bright
and my face starts to ache from smiling
to cover up that i'm dying
to be with you
for just a night, or two, or three..
possibly indefinitely?
would that be too much to ask?
am i being to brash?
how this happened so fast.
let's make it last.