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Sometimes I don't know what to say,
and then I look at you,
I look into those blooming sunflower eyes
and I know
that I don't have to say a thing,
but... I want to,
I want to say everything
and I wonder
if my words move you the way
you move me.

Can you feel the beating of my heart
through your fingertip
as it glides down the touchscreen,
as it slides over my words,
does your spine pick up radiating waves,
does your mind comprehend
does your heart resound
like a thunderstorm
as every letter drips down
my arm
and spills upon the page
in digital smudges
with your name hidden
in the white gap between each word?

I've never quite figured out
just how I am supposed to give you love
with language,
how I can ever possibly translate
a love that is wider than the sky
in a string of stanzas
that stretch no further
than a few inches before your eyes,
but I keep trying
because I want you to know,
the way you already do,
that every road leads to you.

Can I change the world
with the words that I write for you,
with the poetry
that spins out into the universe
from the orbit of your hips
and grasps me in your gravity
until I transcribe it,
set it free
like I long to set you free,
to unleash your heart
and to make your every day
another poem.

Your wonder is infinite,
as are my words,
and someday they may extend
'round the world
until they come together at both ends,
until we come together,
the way I long
for our lips to come together,
for our skin to come together,
for your heart
to know it has found a home
within mine,
the way I know mine
has found itself
within you...

The way I have found everything
in you
and could never
want a single thing in this world
with more passion,
with more adoration
than I desire to have you
because you
are where the universe
begins and ends
and you
are in my every dream,
in my every word
and my heart
erupts like Vesuvius
every time it beats your name.