How do you do it?
Just one look at you
and I am swept away...
unable to speak,
unable to breathe,
clearly moved by who
you are to me.
I am not a dreamer,
not of things that
demand a human touch;
but, I cannot but dream
of being lost
in sweet love
with you.
I could sit for hours beside
a babbling brook,
drown myself in the chanting
resonance of buddhist monks
or ancient tibetian bells,
and, of the richest sounds
this world can provide, all pale
in comparison to words whispered
from your lips.
And I could trace a billion moments
spent thinking about you,
bound by dream forevers
and the calming rescue of my soul...
and though treasured, I would gather them up
and paint the darkest starry sky in exchange
for just one more.
I'm mesmerized with thoughts of you.