Breathe me in during your quietest moments
let me sit like a fly on the inner wall your heart
seeing each intricate thought and uncensored action.
Tell me what you think about at 2 a.m.
when the world is fast asleep
but your brain won't let you rest.
Let me see you wander aimlessly
from room to room on Sunday morning
when you're not quite awake.
Let me see you in your car
when your surroundings have been forgotten
because your thoughts are so loud.
Tell me of your joys and of your fears
confident I won't exploit them
show me the you that you want to be.
Tell me of your passions
and the things you have yet to do
and tell me where I fit in too.
Let us count the stars
and make shapes out of the clouds.
Let us have memories like movie scenes
and butterflies from our perfect nights.
I'll write our story
from moment to moment
and page to page.
As we go from chapter to chapter
I'll sleep and wake with thoughts of you,
until the day I wake with you as my view.
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