it's like seeing pictures in the clouds.
playing memories back, only in sound.
i can hear us, or see us, but never both at the same time.
i'd like to see you come around and stay for a while.
in my city, on my streets. next to me.
you'd listen to me describe what you do to my chest.
i'd tell you with my mouth things you can see when you look at me.
i'd describe what i prescribe for us to do.
what i'd like to be.
what you and i like to do for free.
i could stare at your cheeks and the frame of your face.
i'd watch you sleeping for a thousand days, and not wake you.
you'd lay undisturbed, and i'd make sure that every sound you heard
was one that would enhance your dream.
it'd be vivid.
clear.
an epic tale.
a voyage.
an encounter,
down your mind's winding trail.
i'd walk after you,
i'd follow through,
on any promise you request.
these things they pull on strings i keep
inside my thoughtful chest.
my heart speaks what my brain seeks,
my heart and brain combine.
my eyes meet yours,
my team has scored,
we perfectly align.
i hope you feel eager to hear these things i can't quite place.
i hope you understand that writing about your handsome face,
is easier to control for me, than fumbling on felt words.
when i see your face,
my mind runs timed,
and words cannot escape.
i bottle them up, to give you cups of poems later in a trade.
not a fur trade, not a fair trade, but a trade in which we share.
an exchange of something never felt,
but apparently is rare.
you're different.
you're perfect.
you're fitted to my palms.
although my hands are bigger than yours,
i swear, my ovaries are small.
i don't know if it's difficult for you to understand,
i do know you're smarter than the average handsome man.
i don't know if you realize the things i'll make feel real.
i do know that i'll show you how you deserve to feel.
i don't know if you like my music, my tastes aren't as defined
as the most badass dude i know - the cutest guy alive.
sitting on bedsheets we've layed in before.
i'm searching for your smell on my blankets.
i can't wait to meet you at your door.
i bought you a beer, but i drank it.
just kidding.
