I could tell you tales of plenty
I could sit and talk for you
For as long as one eternity
I could tell you of my wishes
Of the countless thoughts I have
Inside one restless mind
You could be the one who listens
As well as be the one
That would listen with one heart
To my heart you could listen
As we sit and look at one another
As we listen to our hearts
“We’re poles apart” you’d think.
We’re not indeed that far
Our hearts are very near!
Our lips do wish to be
Where our souls would rather be:
On each other, ever melting…
This ain’t romance in particular,
Or a particle of lack and love
This real, is what this is
This a feeling, just a rush
Of certain liquids or a mush
Which would melt-and only-melt!
Let’s melt together, do things;
We’d do with our eyes closed
We’d do with open hearts!
Let’s be that bigger soul
We’ve ever wished to be, today!
Tomorrow could be late…