When I can't sleep at night,

I think about the way my name sounds in your mouth
and the way yours tastes in mine.
The individuality of every one of your stranded, untamed curls,
and how your dark eyes never cease to shine.

I think about us,
and where we may go.
I think about the future,
and the potential it might show.

When I can't sleep at night,
you are all that fills my mind.  
I enjoy my thoughts of you,
and how far we've come to be intertwined.

We have become One;
an invincible, incredible, infinite vessel.
We've grown together so beautifully now,
and we only started as a spark; a pebble.

When I can't sleep at night,
and when I am striving through the day,
my thoughts are swarming with just you,
and I wouldn't have asked for it any other way.

I very quickly realized that I am jealous of everyone who gets to be in your presence while I am (so often) not.
I long to hear what glides into their ears as you speak-
your laugh, your smile, your unnecessarily broad and complex vocabulary that makes it's way into any sentence that beautiful mouth of yours sings.
oh, you do not just speak;
no, you sing.
you are a melody- the melody to everybody's soundtrack.
the rhythms you create by simply parting your lips,
oh those precious lips,
every day, those are the rhythms that I do not get to sway to as often as I so greedily long to.
I long for you, you and your melodies.