Excuse me while I’m honest,
to anyone who’s listening.
I’m powerfully unforgiving
about just how you make feel.
I need you once I leave you.
My world spins in peace.
Your look allures me.
Your presence lets me breathe.
Now I’m scarily attached
to your bloom-like charm
and your will to laugh.
Wondrously warm.
Silently reciprocated,
our hearts sync like clocks,
brain waves mirror thoughts.
I’m an addict to this love.
I drive reminiscent
of the moment that’s just happened.
Remind yourself your lucky,
that this really is all happening.
Soak it in tonight,
like you do the morning stars.
The luckiest of all the men
to know you’ve found your one.
I love the way your lips move
and the way you seem to laugh
when you smile over my way,
you make my heart collapse,
and melt onto the floor.
My nerves, they jump and dance.
Our story, years in the making,
of course it’s going to last.
So take my hand and follow,
I want to show you all
the lands and planets, stars alike,
the universe around.
Listen slightly
to the rain drops falling
onto the rooftop
under cold purple skies.
Darkness is upon us,
and the train roars,
as the city sirens
flow between the buildings.
You can feel the peace
one drop at a time,
while the moon hides
behind the clouds tonight.
And I look at you and wonder
how you’ve been brought to me.
Fate now believed by a man
who never believed in destiny.
I fall into my mattress
and slide under the blankets
to my favorite sound
of rain collapsing.
Just hours after leaving,
I miss you some more.
Your silent smiles.
That laugh I adore.
And somewhere in this valley,
my love is resting,
while I’m peacefully awaiting
her return.
Back in my presence,
back under the rain.
Let’s fall into slumber,
back in my bed.
Pretty and silent,
you’re all your own;
I fall in a second.
Bright eyes glance up
and I freeze;
unable to retreat.
I know what I have
when I’m feeling it;
the luckiest one.
I know what I am
when I’m holding her:
luckier than you.
I love to breathe it in.
Refreshing like rainfall.
The only part I hate
are the last few blocks home.
Luck can’t even describe it.
Your laughter is dangerous.
That smile, your eyes.
Don’t mind my staring.
Because I love when you rock out,
or dance with me in the street.
I want to show you off
for the entire world to see
how beautiful you are
when you go behind the scenes.
I’m grateful every day I have you,
I am yours to keep.
Sometimes the thought
accelerates my heart.
This dance with you seems endless,
I never want to stop.
Let’s take a night together,
just the stars and the lights,
hidden in our very own world,
on a skyline drive.
Above the city towers,
high in the heavens,
let’s make the world realize
what they’ve been missing.
An unspoken link.
Eyes match thoughts.
A charming condition.
Words match hearts.
Church bells ringing,
heads turn.
A confident smirk
at all I know I have.
An up and down attraction,
hiding high around clouds,
stars wink at you
as you surf beneath.
Life rarely provides much time
to practice before performing,
but where in the universe
is the fun in that?
So roll on, never stop rolling,
through every tiny thing
life brings to your front step.
And laugh while you do it.
When clouds get darker,
and rain begins to fall,
don’t be afraid.
Soak it all in.
Smile!