If I were a cup of black coffee you take me just the way I am.
If this were a thanksgiving dinner you'd be the turkey and I'd be the ham.

I'm the water and you're the sea
I'm the sailor and what I really mean is; you complete me. 

If this were a battery you'd be the positives and I'd be the negatives.
If I were a holiday you'd be the festive's.

If this were space you'd be the stars that form my galaxy.
If I were a driver in New York, you'd be my taxi.
If I a flower and you the bee, then it's clear to see that what I really mean is; you complete me.

One ways, u-turns, dead ends and yields, green lights, left lane merge and a squashed bug on my windshields.

If I were a Bic ballpoint pen then you would write out every sin.
If this were it, it would be the greatest love there has ever been.

Road signs and paper, fantasies and nature cannot help to say in such a little way that all I try to convey that what I really mean is; you complete me.

If I were a song you'd memorize my lyrics 
If this were February 1990 it would be Hold On by Wilson Phillips

If I were a comic book, you'd be my nerd.
If you were a photographer I'd be your bird. 

If I a cold night and you the book by a fire, then I'd be the Hobbit and you'd be my Shire.
If I a cup and you the tea then all there is left to say is...

Love be my saviour
Let it be true,
Let you be my everything
When I have found you,
I'm not overly particular
I only want to be your sun,
I can revolve around you
We don't have to be one,
Let me love you
Let me see you,
For everything you are
Let us laugh,
And be surprised
By the power of complete trust,
Our love is unconditional
It is never obsolete,
And should our love prevail
And the toughest times shine through,
Let us find our way back to each other
One day when I've found you.

I never knew myself as
the kind to dwell on simple things;
Like alphabet soup.
I look at the strange bland liquid,
surrounding the spongy flotation devices.
They move around just as leaves do
in a gusty gale.
I see what they spell out,
The slowly evaporating words.
I spell out the aching bellows
of what is to become my life.
Simplicity in it's finest.

Would you love me,
If I loved you?
Because I do.
Simple.
Now hold me in your arms
Let the world melt away
Like it was meant for just the two of us
Like everyone else's taking up
Too much room
Now look at me.
And love me
The way I love you.

Feel the blood coursing through you
An insatiable desire
That even if your arms
Were ripped from their sockets
You wouldn't dare to move
Now look at me.
And love me
The way I love you.

Built high--
can't climb.
Strong--
won't give to dynamite.
Fortress keeps the world at bay.
Castle walls--
inside I'll stay.
Gives me comfort,
keeps me safe;
Queen of all of my domain.
Screams echo off the stone--
reminder that I am alone.
Haunted halls,
restless ghosts--
all the things that I love most.
I am all that I believe--
not a soul to challenge me.
Isolation: bitter, sweet.
Isolation: I'm complete.

Dim light, green-eyed warmth,
souls twining through open lips;
I feel so complete.

This is the very last of all the times
I ever saw your eyes....well,up to this.
And it's from them that I get all my rhymes
Which make a fool's words turn to bliss.

This is the very last of all the hugs
I ever gave to you, right now....
And each and every one of them is...
Exactly as is was supposed to be...just wow

This is the very last of all my whispers
The very last your ear has heard
I pour my soul, like from a giant kettle
Inside your soul, and it goes word by word

This is the very last of all my touches
I ever gave, you ever felt, well....up to now
My heart and your heart beat like synced up watches
And it's high time you asked yourself..."but how?"

This is the very last of all the poems
I ever gave to you....just know
It's basically just half a soul that misses
It's other half, so it can....glow.

And in this moment, replicated to infinity
The deepest kiss, the highest feeling, all amount
To making you and me and both divinity
And making each and every last of all it count.