Who knew.
Who knew you would waltz into my life and tango with my mind.
Who knew that when you read between the lines, it read I love you.
Who knew your mind was such an adventure.
Take me there again?
Who knew you’d make my heart skip beats, my stomach battle my body and my legs earthquake.
Who knew you were smart.
Who knew you could rhyme like Shakespeare, drink like Hemingway and kiss like Romeo.
As my heart doth beat ever so often when our lips meet.
Who knew you’d sweep me of my feet.
Who knew every day would be a genial surprise.
Who knew I’d never regret “I love you”.
I know this started out like a rubrics cube, and I took your heart apart, I knew this would be difficult to re-assemble at the start, and I knew you weren’t perfect,
But who knew I would love your faults?
Only everyone but me and you.

Talking to me is wasted breath; I hear not the words of mortals.
My eyes see not the world you see; they see a land of broken dreams.
I feel a strong cold wind, though no-one else does.
With the wind comes a voice telling of how things should be.

Beaten is the path
Beneath the wandering feet
Of those all lost in way
Who find themselves at peace