It seems I'm nearly bursting
With the words I want to speak.
Afraid I might crush you
With the rush of their wave.
But it would wash over you gently
Soak into your heart.
I want to taste the words in my mouth
Like I taste your lips.
Feel them slip from my tongue
To join the cloud that surrounds you.
Just keep hovering above me
A mist, light as a breeze.
Watch me thrash beneath you wildly
Each wave reaching, desperate to lick
The thin air on which you float.
Sep 30, 2012
Sep 30, 2012 at 10:38 PM UTC
It seems I'm nearly bursting
With the words I want to speak.
Afraid I might crush you
With the rush of their wave.
But it would wash over you gently
Soak into your heart.
I want to taste the words in my mouth
Like I taste your lips.
Feel them slip from my tongue
To join the cloud that surrounds you.
Just keep hovering above me
A mist, light as a breeze.
Watch me thrash beneath you wildly
Each wave reaching, desperate to lick
The thin air on which you float.
