People think that I talk to myself,
but I am really talking to you.
And the words I say are bold.
you can't make me cry
when I am talking to you.
I can sit on the bed
and no tears are shed as I speak.
I can clown you;
run verbal circles around you.
I can make your jaw drop to the ground
when I am talking to you.
People think that I talk to myself
but I am really talking to you.
Whispering in your ear as
we fall into a vast and peaceful slumber,
with dreams of summer rainbows
and lovemaking
that curls toes
and creases pillows.
And our love grows
(even if only in my mind)
when I am talking to you.
People think that I talk to myself
but I am really talking to you.
And the words that I say
are soft
and they keep you warmer than my womb
and send you aloft
into a dream-universe
when I am talking to you.