This is the Moment.

  I feel tapping on my heart;
As if someone's trying to come in.



Simple.



  I feel the tugging on my veins,
(And my nerves)
And they're all tumbling down.


Intense.

Five,
  F o u r.



3.


  TWO.

(on?)e.







I'm sinking underneath sheets,
  (That are cold; like the underside of a pillow.)
The sheets are woven with truth
And lies,
  All mixed into one.
(It's hard to tell the difference now-a-days.)


And I'm resting on your chest.
Linked in your finger tips.
Staring at the blushing in your cheeks,
And the freckles on your nose.

I'm listening to your heart beat,
And I'm rising with every breath that you take.
I'm living in your thoughts,
And I'm sleeping in your arms.



My butterfly kisses are falling in rows on your shirt.
I'm trying to keep my eyes open,
But it's so hard with the weight of all these thoughts,
(But if I close my eyes,
I can't see,


And I don't want to miss a thing.)

I feel the pulse in my wrists as I press them against your body.
I feel my toes wiggle
As I get nervous and anxious.


The sun is rising outside of the window,
And it's reflecting on your hair,
Leaving lines

  From the curtains and drapes and blinds.

My heart is inhaling,

[exhaling]

  And I'm lost.
In the absence of everything.
Left in blank space,
like white
And opaque
With Coloring Book Lines,
Like black.
  [Thickness of four.]

Everything is so simple with you,
There is no "inbetween"
But I'm falling;
In cracks,,,


And I can't get out.
But I don't care.

There's nothing I could say that would
Leave a Lasting impression.

My words are just definitions
And can't express the colors I would like to
say.


They can't express the feeling of my heart beat,
Or the touch of wind on my pores.
They can't portray the art I'd like to create
With your face
And your thoughts.



They're nothing compared to
Everything I feel,
When I'm alone,
When I'm with you,


When I think.


Words are hollow,
Words are nothing.

(Words are everything
  In this world.)



I'm resting on your chest,
Going Up^ and vDown.
Holding onto your fingers,
[And holding onto your stare.]



I wish I had the words to express what this means to me,
I don't.





  So instead I'll hide under false perceptions,
  And put this moment in my memories,
[for ever.]