Thoughts Upon Listening Ben Folds

With the smallest of glances
Whatever was about to float past my lips
Passes with a gasp and a sigh
As I allow myself to fall into your gaze
And drown in your sincerity
Tiny flowers blossom upon my skin
Marking the path your fingers have travelled
The journey to memorize every curve, every inch
I can only hope that your heart beats in sync with my own
Each breath, each exhalation identical to mine
And if your spirits should fall from their usual height
I’ll pull air into my lungs
And go to all ends of the earth
Just to see your smile again
With a flick of the wrist
I will snag the clouds from the sky
And craft a pillow to rest your weary head
Weaving stars around you to chase away the shadows
My skilled hand movements will massage away your fears
As I softly impart my promise to you
“No, it won’t be like before
By your side I intend to remain
Until my soul does fade”
Your love is sweet heat upon my face
Lighting me from within
A glow brightening with every passing day
My boldness is startling
Here, a valiant attempt to portray my feelings
With over used words in a way that hopefully
Will wrap itself around your mind
And show you exactly what it is that grows inside
Emotions pouring from my throat
If I were to stem the flow
The outcome would be dreadful
Containing something so honest and pure
Would leave permanent scars
Robbing you of the knowledge
That I long for you to be here always
Passion has overridden my senses
It lingers on my tongue and sings in my heart
Indeed I am blessed to know such love
I am the luckiest