I don’t lose my mind when I see you
I lose my heart
Cos it becomes yours.
You pale and soft spoken child
You sickly gentle lamb
Tickling my dreams in a cloud
Spreading fingers through the fog
Of time, space and existence
Reaching me in unknown dimensions.
I kissed your little finger to make it better
And your cheek to make me sweeter
With eyes wide open, naked we became.
Wishing you were as real as your eyes
And your kisses after you saw my heart
As we lived in a reality’s dream.
Waiting for the waves of eternity
To join us together
With no sound to drill our heads
Only the softness of us.
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